Why are short weeks always so long ?

It seems like short work weeks always drag on and on. It doesn't help that my morning didn't start too well. My so-cute-I-could-strangle-him dog peed on my blanket and carpet this morning ARGH! Thankfully he peed on a part of the blanket that was dragging on the floor, NOT a part of blanket that was covering me. He didn't just spray either, he opened the flood gates. If he ever pees on me while I'm sleeping he won't be able to call a friend or ask the audience. That'll be it. Okay if he pees on me while I'm asleep OR awake. WHY must he be so cute and loving and cuddly and funny ? WHY must he pee on things that are a PITA to clean ? (Message board speak : PITA = Pain in the Ass)

I thought for sure we needed to give him away this morning. Then steph put him outside before we left and he picked up a leaf in his mouth, and Steph said "Leave it" and he looks at Steph.... Steph repeats : " LEAVE it", and Loki just stares at him and opens his mouth and Steph realizes that the leaf is stuck to his face fur and Loki looks as though he's saying : "But I DID leave it daddy, it's just stuck on me!" And that's how Loki brightens up our lives, which is especially good right before leaving for our dreaded respective offices.

I played my final round of voice mail phone tag with the (yet to be hired) maid yesterday. I also called a painter guy who's coming to do an estimate tonight. I'm so tired of looking at my white discoloured walls. (Primed walls + patch up work). Maybe once the house is all nice again Loki won't feel so compelled to paint yellow.

So my brother calls last night around 8pm and asks if he can come over for a while. I was like...er... what for ? Him : " I just got fired ". ACK! Apparently his 'not ready' time was not up to the company's standards. (Call center speak : not ready time = time between calls which is supposed to be less than 30 seconds. But if you have to go pee or something, then it fucks up all your stats.) I hope he'll be alright. He has a new car to pay too. It was just sooo so dark last night when I was driving to pick up Steph around 5pm. It was almost spooky. It felt really weird to be stuck in a traffic jam in the pitch dark. When I finally got to the paul/champlain intersection, I saw that the cause of the dark traffic jam was a bad accident. A car that was hit by a big truck.. a blue Tiburon..... hey that looks like Jacques car.... bah probably not him. So when my brother came over for some cheering up, he says that he just called Jacques to tell him he was fired and Jacques couldn't talk because he had just totalled his car. Yikes. Not a good night.

Now that my brother has lost his job I am terrified. I am terrified for him. How is he going to make it ? I hope he won't need my parents and I to help pay for his car while he's job hunting becuause I just bought a new car myself I can't really help him. I'm terrified that mom and dad are going to take the news much worse than they should... they haven't even recovered from the older girlfriend news. I'm terrified when I look at my house and my cars and my credit card debt. What if one of us loses their jobs ? We keep wanting to start saving but we never do! There's always something more important, more fun or tastier.

Hopefully Brian will be fine and Loki will stop ruining my house and the week will go faster.