Alright here's my edit to make this a little clearer because it really wasn't. I didn't really mind the dogs being out at the house. Really I just ignored them while I was in the same room. I was cranky and bitching because i was bored and lonely (something that seldom happens at my house). Everyone asked if I could watch the dogs and I said yes. LOL It was funny to me how I had slowly agreed to be a dog nanny not bad but more amused at myself and what I agree to. When I got sick of being out I crated them all and went to sleep. No harm, no foul, hope that clears it up a bit. This all all my own fault for being crabby on LJ which has no setting for "embarrassedly amused at self".
Sometimes I hate being me. Sometimes I hate me. Someone said something to me a little while ago. It was a stupid little throw away comment that I don't even agree with but it hurt anyhow. It is amazing how such a small little comment from someone you care about whose opinion matters to you can completely destroy your mood and your plans for the rest of the night. *sigh* I wanted to go out and enjoy my friends being back but I'm not sure I want to anymore. I just want to curl up and cry and stop fighting the horrible mood I've been running from all weekend long. I'm just so tired of fighting it. Why can't I be a happy person? I have a great life and yet there it is I hate me and find it hard to be happy. Stupid but true.