Two weeks ago marked the 2 year anniversary of the adoption of my beloved fur-child, Abbey. Early March 2013, I decided that I wanted to rescue a dog. Granted, I had no business trying to raise a dog. Trapped in corporate slavery, easily putting in 60+ hours a week; what was I thinking? Nevertheless, I adopted this adorable Australian Shepard/Brittany Mix and it’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
Why hello there,
Long time no see!
First and foremost, I hope everyone had a splendid holiday! Mine was swell, except I spent most of it abandoning my family due to work obligations (yup, I am owned by the “man” once again, but more on that later).
Now that I’m finally starting to understand the work/life balance game, I’m back in the blogging world!!
I have some awesome news to share with you all, including being published in a prestigious magazine, but that is a different story for a different day. So on with the show!
I’m having the case of nostalgias lately. A.K.A., I’ve been sulking in a corner licking my wounds and moping like a whiny baby because life is unfair.This has been brought on due to the fact that I haven’t had very much downtime and I’m growing increasingly unhappy doing what I’m doing. Fortunately for me, my mom came into town for a couple days to visit and it was definitely much needed.
I’ve always appreciated my parents and have known how lucky I am that they are really awesome. Quite honestly, I prefer spending time with them than most people because they’re fun to be around. While my mom was in town, I got the pampered kid treatment; the dinners, hugs, and words of encouragement, which was exactly what I needed after the on the job drama I’ve had (I swear I’ll talk about it later).
On top of having my mommy in town. My best friend’s little brother, Micah, who’s like my own little bro happened to stop in Vegas and needed a place to crash, so he came to my house. I haven’t seen him since my trip to SD last year, so it was nice to catch up and see how he doing. Even though I only got to see him for an hour, it was really nice just to chat with someone from back home.
This weekend was fun with my mom, but I was super bummed to take her back to the airport. While driving, I felt like a little kid being taken to daycare for the first time. I did not want my mommy to GO! I even accidentally went to the wrong part of the airport. Alas, she is back in Monterey and I’m moping a bit.
I suppose being back with old familiar faces reawakened parts of me that have lain dormant for some time. There was a point in time in the world where I was fearless and took life by the balls! Where that girl is, I’m not entirely sure, but something tells me, she’s going to be resurfacing soon. 😉