My house is so quiet, just me and the dogs. Well, THEY are not always quiet, but you know what I mean. Had been hoping the pups would continue to sleep until 7:00 AM, but they've moved that back to 6:30 and you can bet they will opt for a 6:00 wake up call tomorrow, Saturday. Because they still sleep in a pen in the basement I'm not yet a puppy doorman, but that will change in another week. Time to get serious about housetraining pretty soon. Wonder how many puppies I have trained over the years?
After a difficult winter, a stressful spring, and an irritating summer, I decided that Ron and I needed a break. He has a condo, but spends most of his time here. An ever increasing amount of time. Have always suspected that was because of the dogs, not because of me, but that's OK too. It worked fine when I was off to dog shows every weekend, but with Argus retired and me home so much more it became way too much. I found myself angry all the time, needing some space, some My Time.
Two days later I am so much more relaxed, sleeping better, enjoying my house and yard. I can eat what I want and when I want - sauteed zucchini at 6:00 PM, ham salad on toast at 8:00 PM, whenever the mood strikes me. A weekend to myself, with just my spotted friends for company sounds wonderful. Laurie will be back Sunday afternoon and after taking puppy pictures of Jess's litter, we can go to Sea Salt for dinner, which will be fun.
Hopefully this is just a temporary situation, but it was exactly what I needed. With all the stress at work, I do not need it at home too. Life is so full of changes . . .
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