multipurposegoddess

That "incentive pay" check? Can't deposit it because it's made out to "The Estate of...". My bank tells me I need to go to court and be declared the executor of the estate and open a separate account just for that. I can't even think about going to court, it's too absurd. There's no estate, he didn't have any property that we didn't hold in common.

Then they tell me I have to close my account to take H off of it. I've had that account for ~40 years, I don't want to close it! I can't learn a new account number. Not to mention that I'm not really eligible to open an account with this credit union anymore, so I don't know how that would work. I just can't even deal with it right now, my brain totally shuts down whenever I try to think about it.

In nicer, but also surprising news - I got one of those Dog Breed DNA tests done on Walter. We've always figured him to be mostly Border Collie and Australian Shepherd. The trainer we went to for obedience training thought we could get him some sort of waiver to be able to compete in AKC agility tests, because he looks so clearly Border Collie. And yet, according to the DNA lab, he's over 75% German Short-haired Pointer with no other breeds listed. And looking at Googled images of the breed and reading the description, I can see it. Show GSPs are disqualified for having any black (they are supposed to be liver and white) and he's all black and white, so maybe some breeder dumped his parents for being the wrong colors. When we first got him we speculated that he had some kind of pointer in him, because he would go into the classic pose (one paw raised and lined up under his nose) whenever he saw something interesting (like a horse or a bird or a rustling bush). And he would probably like everything about hunting except the guns - he really doesn't like loud noises, but swimming, running over rough terrain, and flushing game are all good times and he would love it if I was stricter with his training. So maybe instead of yearning for a flock of sheep all this time he has been wishing I would take up bow hunting.

In OTHER other news, I can pick up my bees on Saturday! Yay!

Hi, livejournal, long time now write, right? Sorry about that. I finally went to the doctor about the cough I've had for months, and after 10 days of antibiotics I feel great, so the months of  feeling like I wasn't quite right and didn't have enough energy, yeah, there was a reason for that.

So, this morning I went for a run, sort of. I decided to try the Couch to 5k program, since I found an app for the iPod touch that will tell me when to run and when to walk and started today. I took Walter with me because he could use some cardio training - he's seven years old and thinks he's a puppy, so if he won't earn to pace himself off-leash I'll try conditioning him on leash, some. I didn't get completely through it; around the halfway point had to scoop some poop instead of running, and then the last, oh, two probably, running bits I decided to walk, but we covered a mile and three quarters according to Nike+ and I'm not totally exhausted for the rest of the day, so it's a win.

It's become obvious that some form of exercise first thing in the morning sets me up for the day better than trying to fit it in later, but I've been trying to ease into the day with Tai Chi or other lowish impact stuff, and that's okay, but I feel much more energized today after running.

It's a surprise, the instant gratification of this, because, frankly, I never liked running for it's own sake. It was always something I did as part of training for something else and it has always mostly felt like a necessary chore more than a joy. And that's still true - my goal is not to be able to run for the sake of running, really, but to be in better condition to play tennis, go rollerblading, etc.