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Evie Day 196

Good morning! It is Thursday, 28 September 2023.

One of the dogs, Lucy, is outside barking at the darkness. Odin is under Lisa’s chair, groaning and complaining until she gives in and lets him have a bite of her breakfast. Floofs are floofing, running their route between Lisa’s chair and my legrest.

I miss the one that isn’t here any longer.

Today is the last day of my class with my training partner, and I suspect it will be a while before I get to deliver with this trainer again, as it’s been probably two years since the last time we worked together. Generally speaking, I think the scheduling powers that be like to pair up the more experienced trainers with those that haven’t been doing this for almost thirty years.

It has been thirty years since I took my first training job. That’s half my life doing this.

I’ve got the news on this morning, and there is a review of last night’s GOP debate. I am thankful I have a Wednesday night game instead of watching this garbage.

I’m just not into it this morning. I’d probably be better off making coffee and strumming a guitar for a few minutes.

I hope the world is treating you better than you deserve.

Peace y’all.