Saturday, December 22, 2012
Last night was my first night at home with out the dog since Brad stopped taking her on weekends. It was really weird not having to get up because she needed to go out. I guess it's time to find my own reasons for wanting to get out of bed.
As much as the last six months have been about taking care of myself and doing what I need, I've realized that in all reality it was about taking care of her. She was the reason I literally had to get out of bed every morning. The reason I had to get outside for a walk. The reason I couldn't lock myself in a room and plow through a bunch of tasks.
Now it's about me. I still have the cats but they aren't as dependent upon me for their needs. I'm debating if I want to find a home for the kitten now, or wait till later when I have to.
I will say this, I am really calm.. I don't feel stressed at all. I have things that need to get done but they aren't as stress inducing. For the first time in a while I feel relaxed.