Hey everyone,
So I do have to apologize for not keeping up with the blog. I will admit things got quite boring and then I got too busy. But I promise to at least write something even if it is small. So I feel I should update, but I'll try and keep this short.
It really was one hell of the past two weeks.
The GOOD NEWS: I am back in coporate america (using my degree no less) and am back on salary. Even better, I have benefits! So no more worrying about paying for things out of my own pocket and how I would do it if anything really drastic happened.
But just like everyone knows, the Higher Power definitely has a wicked sense of humor. The following week after my first full week of work, was a complete downer. Besides seeing someone unexpected that weekend, I was told that my roommate was going to give the dog we have to his parents since we both no longer have the time to take care of him, which is not what I want (and he secretly blamed me, I know he did!)
But the "Coup de Grace," was when I called my mom on monday and she told me the family dog, Tundra (the picture you see above), had passed away after 15 years. Now it's silly to see someone get so emotional about a pet, but he was definitely more than just a pet. He was a part of the family for so long. And my mom felt guilty that she would get annoyed very easily with him but she did love him . She even told me a few days later that she really has been crying alot because the dog was always around keeping her company when everyone was gone from the house, so she really did love him. Two weird things, the dog died on my sister's birthday. Now you would think that just bad luck but what makes it weird is the fact that she got the dog for her birthday 15 years ago. The weirdest thing was the dream I had the night before. I dreamed the dog had visited me in Chicago. I mean he literally walked all the way from my parents place in WV to my apartment in Chicago even though he was in extreme pain. So in the dream I let him in, did my best to carry his heavy body to the bath and clean him, and even though he was clean, he was still having trouble using the bathroom and bleeding, so all I did was lay down with him and pet and comfort him. Then, I woke up. Thinking back on it now, it really made me cry.
Anyway, I'm in NY right now for a race that I enjoy so much with a good group of friends. Hopefully, that will lighten my heavy heart. I'll keep you updated.
That, and my birthday is coming up. GOD, I hate my birthday . . .
Until next time. . .
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