I want to start out first saying that I've had one heck of a week. The fire, power outages, uncertainty of life and house sitting. Its all been so hectic and lame and overwhelming.
Ok, the fire. So stressful, mainly because my house was in an evacuation zone and then I went over to the Mowers' house to continue house sitting and then we got a precautionary evacuation announcement there too and then I was worried about my friends that live in the even lower parts of Paradise. The fire totally jacked up a week of my life, but its fine. I'm just happy that everyone I know and love is ok and not hurt except that lady who died from a heart attack. Poor lady.
The power outages were just annoying, though they did force me to actually sit down and read like I've wanted to for at least a week. I'm happy for that, but it was father's day today and my mom, dad and I were watching Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull and halfway through the power went out. So now we have to watch it again at a later date. It was pretty ridiculous.
I'm just not sure how my life is going to be. I don't know what I'm going to do, or who I'm going to be, or who I'm going to help and I'm really trying to be ok to go with the flow, but sometimes I just can't. Sometimes I just freak out. I do breathing exercises to try and calm down, but it doesn't always help.
House sitting. Don't even get me started on this. So I agreed to house sit for the Mowers' and I didn't really ask what I'd be doing I just knew that I'd have to walk and feed dogs and maybe sleep with them. I should have asked house much I was getting paid, what exactly would be happening and what to do if the dogs pooped on the floor or wouldn't stop barking. I should have done a trial run. That would have been awesome and smart, but no, I didn't do that. I just figured that I'd be fine and the dogs would love me and they wouldn't miss their owners too bad, but I was wrong. Wrong homie. SO WRONG.
Alright, I'm tired because they dogs don't let me sleep a lot and I have to get up really early to turn off the alarm that Liane didn't shut off before she left and I have to let the dogs out to pee at like 6:45 or 7 in the morning every morning.
Night!
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