Dear 5(?) fans of Snarkypants-land,
As usual, I’m here trying to excuse my absence but the truth is, every time I come to write something, nothing comes out. I’ve started three posts in the last few weeks and sit in front of a blank screen trying to decide what to say.
I’m as tired of hearing myself whine as you all are. It’s a lot worse inside my head, let me tell ya.
So, I’m going to focus on the good (for this post, don’t get all excited about it being permanent, mmkay?) and see where it takes me.In a haze of “I want someone to love and adore me”, I decided that the answer was a dog named Pearl. Yes. Part rottie, part hound or something, she’s a lovebug alright.
She’s also terribly undisciplined and both headstrong AND submissive at the same time. (I don’t know how that works in her own mind, truly.) I’m not (totally) sorry we got her but I did not really understand nor did I want the amount of work it’s taking to help her do well. She gets carsick so every drive to Camp Melissa is an adventure. She snarfs her food like it’s going out of style and while she’s (thankfully) not mean about it, she does tend to horn in on Brogan’s portion and he’s already a picky eater as it is. Yet, it’s the warmth of her eyes and the feel of her full body against me when she snuggles with me that makes all that worthwhile(ish).
As an aside: Duty and I surely would have been divorced if we had a child because our parenting styles are beyond different. I lack the discipline gene that he has in spades and our child would have been torn between ‘pushover mom’ and ‘discipline dad’. There is no winning that game at all for any of us. Best we have dogs and I learn how to be more disciplined in a way that won’t send anyone to therapy years later.
Anyway, it’s been an adventure bringing a new energy into our pack but as the days go by she fits in a bit better. What with the horrendous car fears/motion sickness issues and the one time we put her in a crate away from Brogan and went out, she just about lost her shit, it’s been interesting. Still, not dealbreakers.
Happy Happy Joy Joy! My pilot course on teaching others how to do good, useful intuitive readings filled right up! I was so damn happy! I feel I’ve found a bit of my sweet spot with getting back on track focusing on spirit guide work and this is just more reassurance that it’s totally the case. All good things going on at PI.
Mother’s day was nice – I got twisty swirl ice cream from Duty (I asked him to fetch it and he did!), cards and a ride on my bike to the water for some peace. Lovely day, all the way around.