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[Lindsey]

Yup, that's how I'm feeling.

This year, the World Junior Hockey Championships are being held in my city. My dad is such a big hockey fan. He has played his whole life, taught my brother to play, coached and managed my brother's team in our small town, and watches it religiously on tv. At Christmas time, he watches every single game of the World Juniors. Previously, they were only selling complete game packages for over $1000 per seat. This morning they announced that they are now releasing 5-game ticket packages for $200 per seat, and I got the presale code in my inbox! After looking at the packages I called my brother and we decided that for my dad's Christmas present, we'd get him two seats to 5 games the week after Christmas, including the always anticipated Canada-USA game on New Years Eve! Aren't I just the best daughter ever???

It took me a half hour at work trying to get tickets through the website, another 10 minutes at home, and about 10 calls to the busy phone line. I finally got through and got the tickets.

But while I was trying to get the tickets, I also had a Layla catastrophe on my hands! I could hear her yelping from the stairwell in my building, and when I finally got in my condo it was deafening. She had chewed right through her baby gate and there were wood shavings and blood everywhere. I took the gates down, checked her over to make sure she was okay and not bleeding anymore, and put her straight outside on the deck. She kept yelping out there. I just cried a little. This was when I was still trying to get the tickets.

After I composed myself I let her in and she walked around like nothing was wrong. I was so stressed my whole body felt like jello!

Tonight I have to go across town to look at some second-hand kitchen cabinets that someone is selling for cheap (they are renovating) and I really need to change mine in the kitchen (they smell so bad, it's hard to even drink water out of a glass that's been sitting in there). I think I can paint them and make them look okay. But it's just more money and more stress at the moment.

This weekend is Thanksgiving up here and I am really looking forward to the week being over so I can go home and visit with my parents and relax.

Right now I'm sitting at work with NOTHING to do and I just know Layla is at home, yelping, and trying to get out of the other giant gate I put up.