Over the weekend I had a lot planned. Things such as: cleaning the siding on the house, cleaning the bench in the front yard, clearing out weeds, taking down the Christmas lights and so much more. I did some of those things, mainly cleaning with bleach. Bleached everything, the siding even the bench the weeds. Everything got a little cleaner.
On Saturday afternoon, after my cleaning spree, we go for a drive out to eastern Long Island. It was a very nice drive as it was a nice day and surprisingly, not that much traffic. This afternoon I am feeling nauseous. Don’t know why, but I ask my husband to please get me a ginger ale for my stomach. When we stop at the gas station, I open up the car door and give up my lunch. No idea why I felt like that. I was told that maybe it was my nerves. But why? My daughter is now feeling better. My mother is also doing fine and she is home from the hospital. Everyone else in my life is nice and healthy, as far as I know. No issues, no drama. Why would I be feeling sick to my stomach with nerves?! My mother in law said to her son to take me home. But he instead made a left instead of a right to take me home. He asked me if I was feeling ok and when I said yes, he continued on his way. I had no idea where he was going, all I knew is that after giving up my lunch, I felt better, no more cold sweats. We drove for a few miles and then he pulled into a parking lot that had tacos. I all of a sudden was kinda mad. I just puked and now you want to take the family for tacos?! What is going on? Then we saw a parking sign that said “puppy parking only.” I looked around and didn’t get it. There weren’t any dogs around and why does a taco place have signs for puppies. I am very confused. Then, the light shines…We’ve been looking for a pet for our daughter for a while. They’ve been going to pet stores and shelters and some more pet stores. It dawned on me, duh this probably is another pet store. So we go in and look at a few pups. We see their size and temperament. We sit with a few dogs and my daughter is all about the German Shepperd. That dog was very cute and he was all over the place, very exited. We thought, he’ll go home and eat everything. We saw a few other dogs. All sorts of mixed breeds. We pet them and play with all of them. Finally, the woman who was helping up told us about a pup that is very docile and if we’d like to see him as well. We saw the cocker Spaniard poodle mix, a cockapoo pup. Very sweet and gentle. Also, curious. And we all looked at each other and nodded. He is it. He is the one. So we played with this cockapoo for a while and he didn’t bark or bite. So, so sweet! Such a good pup. We made arrangements to take him home. We got him a bunch of things including a collar, carpet spray, bowls, toys, treats and other items. I held him as my husband filled out all of that paperwork. So this is it!! It’s a boy!! My little one now has a boy to play with. He is sable in color and is very shabby at the moment. A four year old cockapoo without the tude. I am in a state that I don’t know what to say. I am content. So content, I don’t know if I want to shout it out from the rooftops or what. I am very satisfied with our decision. He didn’t bark or make a fuss in the car. So pleasant. I don’t even know how to handle it. In the car we call out names to see what my daughter likes. We yell out names like: George, Chewie, Joey and some others. Then my husband says; what about Rufus? She likes it. We all like it. It sticks. That’s his name now. Rufus the sable colored cockapoo.
It’s Monday and I am spent. The alarm goes off, but I snooze it. I am really tired this morning. I eventually get out of bed by eight thirty and get myself ready for the day. I get to the kitchen and say hello to everyone including our new addition, Rufus. My little one and mother in law have taken him out to do his business this morning and now she is getting ready for her class and the pup is in his crate and is making all sorts of “get me outta here” noises. As soon as class is over, he is taken out of the crate and taken outside. As for me, I work until noon. Then I get a quick lunch and get back to work. I work until about six and then we have dinner. After dinner, we take the pup outside and then I get back online. I notice there are promotions that need to be posted today and I take care of them way after hours. I’m then looking through doggie insurance to see how much it’ll cost us per month. I notice there are some that start at twenty dollars others are at one hundred. Something isn’t right. I ask a few friends who have dogs if they have insurance. Most say no. Need to ask more people if they have insurance and who the provider is. Do you have pet insurance? If so, who do you use? Need to keep researching.
It’s Tuesday and I get up at four in the morning. As my husband is getting ready to go to work, I take out the pooch for a walk. It is misty out there and he is not happy being wet. But he gets out there and does his business anyway. He’s a smart boy…he’s already learned to sit and understands that he needs to do his business outside. Once he is done, we come in and I get dressed for my walk on the treadmill. The pooch hasn’t gone to the basement yet, so I place him in his crate for the hour that I’ll be exercising. He wines and I feel bad, but he’s not ready yet to be left alone. Also, he wines when he’s alone. Soon, he’ll accompany me on my walks, but not yet. After my exercise I take a shower, get dressed for the day and then I take the diggi out again. It takes him a little while but he eventually does his business, but it wasn’t without a fight. After he peed he really wanted to get back inside as he was scratching at the door. But I told him sorry buddy, you’re gonna have to poop too. It took him a bit, but he did it and then we got back inside. It was still early and I played with him a little bit. He keeps on taking my daughters sandals and the weewee pads to play and I keep taking them away from him. And that is how our morning passes. Him taking the things he’s not supposed to take and me telling him “no, no those aren’t your toys.” We’ve got him plenty of toys to play with but he seems to like the pad and the sandals the best. It’s shortly eight thirty and I gotta get to work. So I place him in his crate. My daughter, his mama, will be up in a little bit and she will then play with him and take him out again. Since he is not fully potty trained yet, we don’t want him in the bedrooms. He may have an accident on the new rugs and for now, we do not want that to happen. In his crate he has his water bowl and a couple of toys and plenty of room. He of course, wines, but shortly after my little one is up and playing with him. Meanwhile, I am in meetings until my heart is content. Joking, so many meetings that could probably have been emails. But it is good to talk to people, doesn’t make the day so lonely. In one of the meetings, I learn that one of my friends is leaving the company. Going to greener pastures, as they say. He has taken on a job that is fully remote. We are all very happy for him. And some of us are a little jealous lol. Hopefully, my company follows suit and will also turn out to be remote. We will see. During my lunch hour I go to my little one’s school and pick up some of her school work and drop off things that she has done. I then get home to more meetings. My two o’clock meeting was a brutal one. It went on and on and on. They were talking so much technical stuff that I was not following. Something about Ldaps and some other data bases. I was not following at all. But that’s ok, my job for this project is to do testing. So when they talk about testing, I am all about it. When it is finally over, I am hurrying to finish up posting events on the site as I only have one hour to get all of this work done. Then, we get a message that our four o’clock meeting is cancelled. Nice! Now I can take care of all of these events and do the other items that I need to do. In the evening we take turns taking out the pup and my day is complete.
It’s Wednesday and I wake up with raging headache. My sinuses are hurting, my eyeballs are in pain. The alarm went off and I hit the snooze….a few times. I eventually got up at eight as the dog needs to be walked and I don’t know if my husband has done that yet. Don’t want the poor thing to have an accident while I’m sitting here with a headache. I eventually get up right before I need to log on and I take medicine for my head. I then log on to work and notice that I don’t have any meetings until nine thirty, so I have some time for my head to stop aching. For lunch I had some cottage cheese with pineapple and it is delicious. Pineapple is my favorite. Now, my headache is gone and I am feeling better. The afternoon flies by an I’m ok with that. I’ve bee looking for new opportunities at my company and it looks like there are a couple of them that I may qualify for. I am very exited about this.
In the evening, I continue to work way past five. There are plenty of things to do and I am vey busy working on them. When I’m done with the work I log off and get to the living room where the family is hanging out. The dog was just taken outside and he didn’t do his business. It is raining out there and everyone is not happy about this. Shortly after, I take the pup outside again and he eventually does his business on the dirt, then we quickly come on back inside and clean him up with a towel and then with doggie wipes. We don’t give him treats today as the poor thing has been having diarrhea and it may be due to giving him so many treats. He’s been such a good boy that he deserved those treats. We hang out for a little while and then it’s time to go to bed. I am tired and ready for a good nights sleep.
It’s now Thursday and I get up and I notice my husband is still home. Oh, that’s right, he’s going to be working nights for the rest of the week. I really dislike it when he works at night. It can be very dangerous out there. People are crazy and they don’t pay attention, they don’t pay attention during the day, at night, it’s even worst. We say our good mornings and then I get to the treadmill. I am a bit tired and don’t walk as much a I would like. I walk two miles, my goal is three. I will eventually get to the three mile mark today by walking the pup. I then do some sit-ups and do some stretching as the coffee and toast are being made. I eat and then take my shower and head on to my bedroom/office and get to work. Work is nice today. Not a lot on my plate. Just enough to keep me working all day long. In the evening my daughter has a doctors appointment and she goes with grandma as I stay back and continue to work and help get my husband ready for work. I don’t do much help him today. I mainly take the dog outside so he is not in the way. As my husband is heating up his dinner and running around getting his things together for his shift, me and the pup are outside enjoying the afternoon. After my husband leaves, it’s just me and the pup. I try to get some work done but he won’t stay in the bedroom/office. He goes to where my little one’s desk is propped up and he lays there next to the desk. I can’t let him just stay there by himself so I get one of the toys that has a treat inside of it and bring it to the bedroom/office. Trying to entice him to stay with me. But it’s no use, he wants his girl and so he goes back to his little spot by the desk. I get a couple of things done and there for work but am constantly having to get up and see what he is up to. After about an hour I take him outside again to see if he would do his business. This was a tough one because he kept on coming back to the door and scratching at it because he want to play with his girl. I told him she wasn’t home, but he’s not listening to me. After what felt like an hour fighting with him and trying to get him to use the backyard as a bathroom. I gave up and got back inside the house. As I was washing dishes, he decided that it would be a good time to poop on the wood floor by in the living room inside the house. Son of a gun. We were just outside!! Well, it’s cleanup time on isle four. I clean up floor and notice he also got a bit on the fug. So I clean up the rug too. So far, he’s peed on every piece of rug we have in the living areas of the house. I thought he understood he has to do his business outside. We’re going to eventually have to get new rugs for the house. Thought we were done with that since my little one isn’t so little anymore. Like people say, having a pup is like having a little child in the house. Need to child proof everything. And a lot of positive reinforcements.
It’s Friday, and I wake up at two in the morning. I notice I left the radio app on and Elvis Duran was talking to me. I turn off the radio and then start scratching the back of my hand. I have eczema and it comes and goes mainly on my left hand and arm. At this point it is bothering me at the back of my hand. As time goes on, it gets even more itchy, so I get up, turn on the light and put cream on my hand. I then try to go back to sleep and I am having a hard time doing that. But I try and try and then finally succeed. Then my phone rings, it’s six in the morning and it is my husband. Oh no, hope everything is ok. It turns out, he doesn’t have house keys and needs me to let him in. My mother in law wakes up at the same time to take out the dog. My husband takes the dog so everyone can go on their way back to bed. Since I’m up, I will get dressed into my gym clothes and get myself to the treadmill. I walk for about three miles and am watching “Good Girls.” I’m half way through the episode and the tablet turns off as it is out of battery. Already?! It was at thirty percent. Oh well, I’ll have to finish my workout without any entertainment. I have my phone in my pocket as I need it to count my steps. You see, there is a friendly competition at work to walk eight thousand steps per day for the month of May. This is about three miles or so per day. The challenge is called “Kindness Around the Globe.” The point is to walk that amount of steps everyday. Then incentive is, of course to be healthy, and for a chance to win a fifty dollar gift card from Amazon. The challenge also gives information about where you’ve travelled throughout your steps. So far I’ve gone to places that…well, I don’t know where I’ve been. Haven’t really read the emails. I’ve been too busy with work and the dog to read through those emails. I’ve been saving them for a day and time that I will have of leisure to look through them. After my this morning walk I get to the bedroom and notice the dog is on the bed and my husband is sleeping. I laugh as the dog is ready to leave but can’t get himself out of the bed. He’s small little pup and the bed is up high. I was going to leave him there so I could shower, but then I thought better. It’s been an hour or two and he probably should be taken outside. So I took him and gave him some water and he drank it all. Boy was thirsty and good thing I took him out. He did his business right away. Wonder if I would have left him on the bed if he would poop the bed. We’ll never find out. After, I take a quick shower and I have the dog in the bathroom with me. He is wining because he wants to leave the room and does not like to be enclosed. I quickly get out of the shower and let him loose throughout the house. He then is missing his mama and he is scratching at my daughters door. I try to keep him busy as she is still sleeping. I tell him that she’s going to be with us soon as it’s almost time for school. Shortly after, my daughter and mother in law are up and it’s time for me to log into work. I log into work as they get ready for school. I log on and there is a lot for me to do today. In the afternoon we have a send off meeting for one of our friends who is leaving the company. We talk about the good old times of our digital marketing services division and about some of our old bosses. After this fun meeting, I have a dry as toast meeting about a project that we’re working on and it is simply not working. Our business partners are not happy about it, but that’s how it runs. The dog has a vet visit this afternoon and my husband takes him. Then I get a phone call from my husband that he left his wallet at home an if I could take it to him to the vet. I look and look and can’t find the wallet. I then get to the basement and notice that the pants he had worn today were already in the wash. Could it be? I quickly turn off the machine and look through the laundry. And, yup there it was, his wallet, nice and clean. I the get in the car and drive it over to the vet’s office. At the vet, only the dog was allowed in to see the doctor. We spoke to the doctor on the phone and we got the doctor to give the pup a couple of shots, mainly for Lyme disease and some other type of shot for when the dog may encounter urine or other particles from other animals. We want all of those things as we live out in the country and deer come very close to our door. We then head home and the pup is extra docile. He is very scared of being in the car and was a bit weak from getting the shots. He was all out of sorts that he pooped in the house. Way before we usually take him outside. I of course cleaned it all up and sprayed the carpet with odor eating spray and told him he was a bad boy. But didn’t yell to much at him as I feel bad, he’s had a hard day. We then watch a bit of TV and then head on to bed. Tomorrow is another day of getting up early and getting the pup out again.
Until next time.
Stay Safe!
Best,
Isabel
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