Darkoshi

Damn those fucking dogs.

They tore up all my grass, so I wanted to lay down some new sod. It's hard enough keeping grass alive without dogs tearing it up. Qiao got me 10 squares of sod. Just a small area at a time. It took me a couple hours yesterday to dig up the earth and lay the sod. Then it took another couple of hours trying to hook up the hose and sprinkler to the faucet. Then while the sprinkler was going, I went to work drilling holes in the mortar in order to put a hose hangar on the side of the house. Because I can't leave the hose on the ground or the dogs will chew it up. And it's damn heavy to be carrying back and forth to the garage all the time. And the sod has to be watered every day to begin with

Today I finished putting up the hose hangar. And I went to buy more fencing, because I didn't have enough to surround the new sod. The metal fencing would have been $30 for 50 feet. I instead got plastic fencing, which was $10 for 25 feet and twice as tall - I could cut it in half and have 50 feet worth.

After getting home with the fencing, I looked out the window to see Serena already pulling up a piece of sod and trying to tear it apart. I yelled at her in fury and tied her up on the other side of the house. Then I got the plastic fencing up around the sod. The fig tree seems to be dead, so I took the tall folding fence that was around it, and instead put that around where the lantana flowers will be growing, to keep the dogs from ruining the flowers. In addition to the plastic fencing, I had gotten 4 pretty little snap-together pieces of plastic decorative fence, so I put those around the fig tree instead. Then I went to work trying to put the hose on the hose hangar, and hooking up the sprinkler again. Not 10 minutes into that process, I look over to see Serena chewing off the tops of my pretty little snap-together fence. GRRRR!!!!!

And now they'll probably tear down the plastic fencing and tear up the sod, and all that work will have been for nothing. And I'll have nothing but a big ugly muddy yard. I've already got a big muddy yard, and the soil is starting to wash away. I used to have nice grass in the back yard at least, but it has disappeared. It was thinning out even before the dogs moved in and started trampling everything.

And I still have to finish laying down bricks around the whole perimeter of the outside fence, to keep Serena from digging under it.

Those dogs make my life so damn hard.

Great. I called Aetna, and the customer representative confirmed that there's only 3 psychiatrists in my city (not even technically *my* city, but the locale across the river) who are covered by my insurance, and all 3 are at the same address.

Whereas in Augusta, I found 23. In Charlotte, about 30. In Charleston, 6.

I feel a ridiculous urge to kill myself just to spite them.

Eh. I guess at least it makes choosing a psych simpler than if there were any choices. The thing is, I still don't believe it's true that only those 3 people are covered by Aetna.

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And I can't understand why they don't sell any better disposable menstrual pads than they do. I've bought 3 different kinds, and 2 of them are those frickin plastic-covered things that stick to the skin on my butt and smell nauseating. Stupidly designed "wings" which are so narrow that they don't stay stuck to the underwear, and are more likely to come loose and attach to my skin. I may end up having to take my cloth pads on my trip after all, even though washing them will be a pain.