Boo's new, tricked-out terrarium

Today is Thursday...tomorrow Friday, the day before the weekend. Now, normally, when I was working in the past, I'd have said "TGIF." I won't tonight, though, mainly because I love my new job. Yes, it's too early to make that proclamation, but I will anyway. Mainly because I have, after only four days, picked up the ball and ran with it. Today, my boss smiled at me in a way that could not be interpreted any differently than appreciation. He likes me already, although he isn't sure of me (nor should he be). I don't know him at all, but my willingness, experience, flexibility and efficiency has him (for now) satisfied in thinking that he made a good hiring decision (which he did). Oh, thank goodness!

This means, tomorrow (although very, very busy) will be a good, productive Friday. I'll have done pretty damn well for Week 1 at my new job and, then, I get to ride my bike. I'm riding with Herbie on Saturday, and we're doing Rim of the Valley (his route) - a not too difficult trek across the west/north valley. But since I started a new job, new schedule and new...well, most everything...it's going to kick my ass.

Not to mention the fact that I'm very fat right now (really). I've been eating healthy all week, but my sleep patterns and exercise have suffered just from the new schedule. Although, this evening I was determined to run (well, run, walk, climb stairs) for 45 minutes (and did). I needed it - not that my physical activity hasn't gone up exponentially! I walk so much more now, which I love. Still, I need to get to the gym (now, I have THREE to go to...sheesh!) and establish a schedule. It will come.

However, this week was:

1. Route to and from work
2. Get new membership at gym
3. Figure out schedule
4. Run errands (including pick up new 'Tricked Out Terrarium' for Boo)
5. Get use to new sleep patterns

Starting a new job is challenging (note: not using the word "stressful" for this one as that is how much I really like the new job), so this is to be expected. By this time next week, I hope to have reported on some serious gym workouts!

Tonight, I ran, as I mentioned. Well, okay, "ran" is...well...lying. I climbed stairs (almost kinda harder, if you ask me) and ran one lap around the track. I forgot how buttery smooth and marshmallowyish a track is (combined with my new shoes and I'm running on clouds!). I dug it but had zero stamina. Well, I did run up eight sets of 40 stairs, two at a time. That's 160 up and 160 down (almost harder if you ask me than running laps around a track!). My ass is going to be killing me tomorrow, but it felt good (in a very painful kinda way) while doing it. More of that, please!

Now, since I have got to go to bed! - on to the next (and more important topic), Boo's new, tricked-out terrarium....yay!!!! I got it.




I measured (so as to fit to the little Japanese style, antique table I inherited), ordered and got (finally) Boo's new digs. She loves her new lair, too. Seriously. She was so ready to sack out when I got home at 6:30 tonight, so I put her in her 'blanky' on the couch but with her facing her old terrarium. I then switched it out with the new one, poured in sand, put in the new, 'tricked out' branch she gets to climb on (forwent the tunnel as Ashley from Scales & Tails swore to me that Boo would prefer climbing the new branch) and her bleach-cleaned water/food bowls. No, no disco ball (yet), but that's coming!



Did I mention, she loves it? She watched me very intently, totally awake (although ready to pass out minutes before I brought in the new terrarium) and eager to get off the couch. So, I put her in it. Guess what she did? Climbed right up the new "tricked out" branch! Ashley was right. Boo seemed shell-shocked but in a good way.

I'm so relieved. Believe it or not, I love my little cold-blooded-non-cuddly-no-tail-wagging-worm-breathed critter! Oh, and now you can add "roach-breathed." Yup...fed her a roach (not the garden variety but a specific desert roach that's on her menu from Scales & Tails) this morning. Boo didn't know what it was, but after much consideration, she attacked that roach with a furor I've never seen in her before. Now? She will be served roaches (ewww). Apparently, they are very good for bearded dragons - kinda like Filet Mignon to us, only minus the cholesterol.

this is pic of said roach

this is a breeder roach (no, Boo will never get/eat a roach that big!)

Anyway, here are more pics of Boo in her new home (and on her new branch) for your viewing pleasure. I have got to get to bed! Another stimulating day tomorrow...and for that, I need my rest.

Up on her new branch!: