Life here right now is stressed out, though it's not as bad as it has been in the passed few days.
We have been given some news by a friend that might affect my husband's job, so we are quickly trying to plan a move just in case it happens. It's not so bad because if we do end up moving to our home state, we already have plans for how we are going to go about things. I even have the road trip I planned out still sitting in my "office" or "black hole" as my husband likes to call it. Albeit, the next two weeks would be insane with trying to figure out what to pack and what to donate and what to just toss. I don't want to leave here and I want to go homeward at the same time, so I'm just an emotional mess. Why can't I take everyone I care about and ship them all there as well?
As stressed as my husband and I are about the possibility of moving and money though, my son and dogs cant' really seem to tell the difference. They were as happy and crazy today as always. I tried to just enjoy the day, but I think I'm going to start going through the paperwork we keep putting off for no reason and figuring out what receipts can be tossed and which ones we really need to hold onto or something. Just to get my brain off of the move and to give it a positive if we do end up moving.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
New Pet
Honestly, I think I am the craziest person in the world. We have so many projects going on with trying to build a fence (alright, all I did was do a bunch of research online and help out one or two days), a ball coming up, my son's birthday party, and Christmas right around the corner. Not to mention things we are talking about but have to wait to see what is going on with my husband's career (he is in the Navy, but he's already passed the date he is supposed to be out).
We went to a friend's house and saw their puppies, so cute, and I agreed to take one home. Now, we weren't sure about our older dog and younger dog getting along, so we decided the older dog would go in her kennel at night like usual and the younger dog would stay in the kitchen in case he peed or something. That night did no go well. The puppy whined all night, my dog kept whining and shaking her cage, my son kept waking up and crying, and my husband was on sleep meds so he wasn't really much help. That morning, when he woke up, he sat there and almost laughed while I said we had to get rid of the puppy. He told me to go get some sleep and that we'd talk about it later when everything was more calm.
Needless to say, I was outvoted about the dog. It's okay now because they both sleep in the kennel, though the puppy does not have the dog's manners of not barking at all hours. I still get my sleep so long as the chores don't get out of hand, and the dog now has someone to play with all the time. Potty training this dog is still work, but it's not as hard as the older dog because we just take the puppy out whenever we take the dog out and there are much fewer accidents.
Now I can officially say, no more pets. Maybe fish, but they aren't pets. In my mind, fish are like plants, it's just a waiting game to make sure they don't die because your child overfed them.
We went to a friend's house and saw their puppies, so cute, and I agreed to take one home. Now, we weren't sure about our older dog and younger dog getting along, so we decided the older dog would go in her kennel at night like usual and the younger dog would stay in the kitchen in case he peed or something. That night did no go well. The puppy whined all night, my dog kept whining and shaking her cage, my son kept waking up and crying, and my husband was on sleep meds so he wasn't really much help. That morning, when he woke up, he sat there and almost laughed while I said we had to get rid of the puppy. He told me to go get some sleep and that we'd talk about it later when everything was more calm.
Needless to say, I was outvoted about the dog. It's okay now because they both sleep in the kennel, though the puppy does not have the dog's manners of not barking at all hours. I still get my sleep so long as the chores don't get out of hand, and the dog now has someone to play with all the time. Potty training this dog is still work, but it's not as hard as the older dog because we just take the puppy out whenever we take the dog out and there are much fewer accidents.
Now I can officially say, no more pets. Maybe fish, but they aren't pets. In my mind, fish are like plants, it's just a waiting game to make sure they don't die because your child overfed them.
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