Sunday, August 17, 2014
We don't currently have one.
Hi, Spark Pals --
The Girl came home July 16, and left for Sacramento to stay with The Newlyweds while she's trying to get a job. Or sweet friend who moved to ABQ came back oh, don't remember, sometime around the end of July/beginning of August, and has been staying here as her home base while she takes care of local business. Her friend has been here on and off, too. The kids (Girl, Newlies, Husb and I) went to Ashland a week ago Wednesday for a few days to see the plays with our Real Family (2 moms, 2 dads. 2 boys, 2 girls, now 2 girlfriends/wife), which wreaked even more havoc with my life schedule.
This is ALL GOOD.
It was great for my husband to have so much time with our daughter, and they got a bunch of stuff done around the house, because she was bored and had a lot of energy. Things are reorganized, closets are cleaned, thanks to The Girl, and a dresser painted, part of the garage cleaned, and a couple of dump runs done because she was enthusiastic and he had a pal to do the stuff with. I supervised her baking of a sweet potato pound cake (yum) and spent a lot of quality time with her, too.
She and I did recon at the local SPCA because we have been talking about a companion dog for our older (and seizure-disordered) dog. More important to me was that we have a dog that my husband could bond with and name and be His, as he has had a few rough days recently because His Bailey has had a few rough days. So, on Wednesday, she and I "had lunch" and went to the SPCA and found the Perfect Puppy. We took him there late that afternoon, and he fell in love with her. How I knew that was that he asked if I thought that "Santana" was a good name for her, and, yes, I thought that it was great.
She wasn't available until Friday. There were 3 families on the waiting list. We showed up before noon (The Time) and none of the List Folks showed -- since we were there first, she was ours.
Husband is absolutely twitterpated. Santana knew her name by the time we got home. She and the dogs got along (Mali is relatively annoyed. Bailey is happier). I taught her to "sit" within the first hour or so. She figured out the doggy door. She comes when called. She knew "TBDO" (our signal to the dogs that it's time to go outside -- "Two Bad Dogs Outside" -- now Three) by Saturday morning. A smart pup, maybe a border collie mix or something. Who knows. She is still getting the no peeing in the house thing under control, but is doing pretty well. "Stay" is puppified -- she has the attention of a 3-month-old puppy, but she's trying.
Bailey hadn't had a seizure for 5 months, and has had 4 in the last 12 hours. We never know what brings them on. The medical-types say that it could anything or nothing. Santana is upset and alarmed by the seizures and wants to help.
I've been working 10 - 12 hours per day at the office, and decided that I'd go home early the last 3 work days. Take husband to the SPCA on Wednesday. Hair appointment at 4 on Thursday. See the new puppy on Friday.
What a luxury.
The downside of not having my schedule is that we've been eating "wrong," I haven't had time to check in at SP much, and I haven't been walking as much as I might be (although Ashland was a great walk time). I'm afraid to step on the scale for a few more days...
But our first day in Ashland, The Girl and I went together so I could finally get my ear pierced to celebrate my First Goal (and, in my head, my 50-pound celebration). As Shar pierced my ear, she said "remember why you are here." I commemorated the "pain" of the weight loss work, and the meaning for me behind it. I try to remind myself to eat mindfully and to keep moving forward whenever I catch sight of the new piercing. It's a tangible reminder of what I've been doing, why I'm doing it, and my success along the way.
I think that our houseguests are leaving in the next few days, and I'll work toward my regular tracking and more walking and daily SP check-ins.
Thanks for checking in with me while I've been off-schedule.