Luna Tail|Lunacy, Crabiness, Life

My crap was I stressed yesterday or what. I totally was. With a collie coming back, being returned, and two collies coming into my house for fostering, I was overwhelmed. I have one of those collies now, the other one I don’t have yet but probably will soon.

I must be polite to people. Well, I try, anyway. I really think it’s good to keep open polite communications with people. I felt bad about the lady giving me Sam, she was crying. And though I don’t like owner surrenders, I really don’t want to be mean to people. For one, I really suck at confrontation. I mean I really suck at it bad.

I don’t know how to control myself. For me, it’s either I flip out and yell and scream and lose control of myself, or I’m nice. One or the other. I don’t know how to be angry in a constructive way. Anger was never acceptable for me.

But that’s okay. I wish Sam could have stayed with his family but I’m not going to be bitchy with them about it. He’s a good boy and he needs a home. I am falling for him already.

I think yesterday I was so stressed because I haven’t been taking my Agnus Castus. I took some this morning. I gotta remember to do that. It really helps the PMS. And these bad feelings are not permanent. No they are not. Even though I tend to believe they are. Hrmph.

So less stress today. I have boarding lined up for Mac if no foster home appears in the next couple of days.