Panic

I woke up in a panic this morning around 3am.  So many things still to do and time is flying by.  I think it really started because I have been waiting for my adapted dog carrier for Blue which was suppose to be done in August.  Here it is knocking on the end of September and it isn't done yet.  I am one that at least likes to know what is going on and what the hold up is.. but of course my phone calls go unanswered which makes me panic.  Right now I have around 2 weeks to train the dogs and maybe Randall to ride in this adapted doggie crate.  Which is completely not enough time.  I don't want it to be learning to ride with the boys on my bike and pulling a trailer at the same time... so I am in desperate need of this adapted crate this week the absolute latest... but who knows if it will get done.  Sometimes I really hate depending on people.

Then I started to panic about other things... like all of the things I would like to do promotion wise for my new adventure and getting things set at my main job so all are good when I leave and the lack of time to do any of it.  So I think I am going to have to give up the farmers market job.  It is the job that pays the least and takes up the most time.  Now I just have to figure out where the money I won't be getting from the market is going to come from... which again brings on a bit of panic.

I know all will work out however it is needed but I think once I get this dog crate situation under control I will feel back to being in control.  That is something I need to work on... not letting the lack of someone else completely throw me into a loop.

Thru the panic I am still smiling as I am imagining myself on the road.  Now every time I get on Blue a huge smile covers my face... just knowing I will be living my dream in 45 more days. :D