As I am sure most of you know, John and I moved this past weekend to a new apartment is Sandy. The move went well, it took most of the day Friday and Saturday but we are mostly moved in now and adjusting well.
Willy on the other hand seems to be so confused about what is happening. The first two times we went to the new apartment, before most of our stuff was there, he pooped on the floor.
Then all day Saturday as we were moving stuff he followed John up and down the hall back and forth to the moving truck the whole time he just looked like he wasn't sure what was going on.
Now that we are mostly moved in the poor little guy just looks confused. This is what I think he would say if he could talk.
"What are we doing here? This is my couch and all my stuff is here but this doesn't look like my home. Why is my food in this corner? Mom, when are we going home?"
When I got home from work yesterday he wasn't even excited he just looked like, "Oh what are you doing here?" Like he is expecting us to take him back to the old place any second now.
It is kind of sad but kind of funny too. Ever since we got Willy when he was a tiny baby puppy we had lived in the other apartment so it makes sense why he would be confused.
The good news is John "accidentally" left him out of his kennel yesterday when he went to work and he hasn't had any accidents since we moved in so at least he seems to be past the poop in the house stage but hopefully he learns to like his new home soon!
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Remembering to be grateful
I have a lot to be grateful for. I have a great husband, an awesome family, a nice place to live, the cutest little dog ever, a car the runs and job to go to everyday. But sometimes when things don't go the way I want them to I struggle to remember all those things.
I recently applied for a sports writing job, a high school sports writing job, something I have experience doing, love doing and thought I would be perfect for (maybe I am a little full of myself). I put together what I thought was an awesome application and thought I would for sure at least get and interview (again maybe I am a little full of myself but I was confident about my ability) but I didn't get an interview. I got the email from the hiring person this morning, it was literally the first thing I saw when I woke up and checked my email on my phone (damn you technology) and I have been bummed since 6:30 this morning.
To add to my melancholy I also recently got my beat switched at the Herald, meaning I am now covering Crime and Courts instead of Health and Higher Education, a move I wasn't thrilled about. I liked what I was writing about and didn't want to switch. I am slowly learning to like the crime and courts beat more and more but its kind of a love/hate relationship right now and its definitely not sports.
In talking with a friend today, she reminded to keep my head up and remember that right now it is good to even have a job.
I have been sulking all day because for the time being I don't get to write about my topic of choice, while there are people out there who have no jobs and no way to feed their families or pay their bills.
Not only do I have a job I, for the most part, have the job I want. I get to write every single day and get paid for it. I get to go out and interview people and let the public know about what is happening and why its important. I just have to keep telling myself "I get to write everyday, I get to write everyday, I get to write everyday", because sometimes it is hard to remember to be grateful for what we have.
I recently applied for a sports writing job, a high school sports writing job, something I have experience doing, love doing and thought I would be perfect for (maybe I am a little full of myself). I put together what I thought was an awesome application and thought I would for sure at least get and interview (again maybe I am a little full of myself but I was confident about my ability) but I didn't get an interview. I got the email from the hiring person this morning, it was literally the first thing I saw when I woke up and checked my email on my phone (damn you technology) and I have been bummed since 6:30 this morning.
To add to my melancholy I also recently got my beat switched at the Herald, meaning I am now covering Crime and Courts instead of Health and Higher Education, a move I wasn't thrilled about. I liked what I was writing about and didn't want to switch. I am slowly learning to like the crime and courts beat more and more but its kind of a love/hate relationship right now and its definitely not sports.
In talking with a friend today, she reminded to keep my head up and remember that right now it is good to even have a job.
I have been sulking all day because for the time being I don't get to write about my topic of choice, while there are people out there who have no jobs and no way to feed their families or pay their bills.
Not only do I have a job I, for the most part, have the job I want. I get to write every single day and get paid for it. I get to go out and interview people and let the public know about what is happening and why its important. I just have to keep telling myself "I get to write everyday, I get to write everyday, I get to write everyday", because sometimes it is hard to remember to be grateful for what we have.
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