So for the past year, I have been living with my sister in Texas which is a story all on it’s own. But our time here is short. Come May, we should be able to move back to California. Which I am looking forward to SO much.
Anyways, I am mentioning this because it is storming today in my neck of the woods and my poor dog, Mr. Bingley is scared out of his wits. (Which is unfortunate, since he didn’t have much wit to begin with.)
This was my morning: woke up at 5:30 while my sister was getting ready for clinicals. (She is in nursing school) It is strange, I have like four alarms that are extremely loud, and I can sleep right through them. But if my dog whimpers or my sister gets out of bed, I am wide awake. Anyways, she left at 6, so I got up and walked my dog, thinking: “If I finish walking the dog early, that means I can watch kdramas!” And I did get to do that. Because my dog was curled up on my side all cute, I didn’t notice how anxious he was until I got up to take a shower.
That is when my dog, who hates the bathroom because it has tile floors, followed me in and practically tried to get in the shower with me. And then the lights went out while I was showering, which is always fun even without a scared dog crying in fear. So I gave him a half of a benedryl and installed a baby monitor app on the iPad and my iPhone.
Even so, I was seriously considering calling in sick to work. But I managed to force myself out the door, down the stairs….and came to a halt at my neighbors door. Now, they have watched my dog before and they love him, but we usually give them a heads up. So I feel really bad about springing this on them. But my baby was so scared!!!
So now I feel anxious about my dog. Guilty about disturbing my neighbor. And exhausted from waking up so early. On the bright side, I got to watch 20 mins of Descendants of the Sun. And in two more months I get to move back to sunny California where instead of storms we have earthquakes and droughts.
(Pictures to be added later.)