I think I’m an adult. As far as my age goes, I’ve been an adult for awhile. I’m relatively mature and responsible, I guess. I’ve never felt like I was doing adulty things until recently. All I ever talk about nowadays is work, the house, and the kids. I’m so friggin’ adult now and it’s really weird.
Worse than that, I’m an old adult. My mother-in-law recently had eye surgery and was telling us about all of these treatments she has to use for her eyes and for scars and whatnot. I have to use those same things just so I can see and so that my skin doesn’t fall off of my face. I get injured anytime I do anything, and I do mean anything. I pulled a leg muscle walking around the couch. A few weeks before that, I pulled the same muscle while walking upstairs. WALKING!!! I mean, come on! I’m always tired and I’m always in pain. I peek through the blinds when I hear people outside, trying to figure out if they’re messing with my lawn or the mailbox. I am forgetful and easily confused. I complain about anyone under the age of 35 who doesn’t have the exact same pop culture knowledge as I do. I am an old, crotchety, and sickly adult. I’m grateful that there’s an old folks home at the end of our street. Ben and the kids have already promised to visit me when they have to admit me to the place in the next 10 years. They’re so sweet!
Right now, my priorities include not screwing up at work, house training the puppy, working with the puppy on her food aggression, and unpacking the house.
Work – Ugh, work. It’s killing my soul. I hate my job so much right now. Most everyone there does. The company is just making some terrible decisions that are causing us all to work more for terrible results. I need a new job, but I have too many other things going on right now. There will be another round of layoffs before the end of the year, so my schedule might allow for some job searching soon enough.
House Training – She’s a puppy. She’s about 4 months old. She’s gotten so much better, but is scared of the new doggie door that we had to install after she broke the first one. Ahem We’re still trying to get her not to pee out of excitement or submission the first time she sees you each day.
Food Aggression – My god. She had shown no signs of food aggression other than gobbling her food down so quickly that she often chokes. As a test, I stuck my hand in the puppy’s food bowl while she was eating, which you should be able to do if your dog has no food aggression. She started with a growl and it just escalated from there. The second day, she went absolutely nuts – biting, jumping, and scratching me. Ben confirmed that she’s more aggressive with me than him. I’ve read up on it and am going to try some behavioral training. If there’s no improvement after a couple of months, we might need to consult an expert. I don’t want to have to worry about the kids looking at her the wrong way while she’s eating and getting their faces chewed off because of some ingrained primal dog instinct.
Unpacking – Yes, we’re still unpacking. Ben has been focused on getting our internet, cable, and electricity specified to our needs. I’m focused on setting up the rest of the house. Between work, injuries, and the Texas heat, I’m usually too exhausted or in too much pain to do much. We did get the entryway halfway done this weekend. So, that was pretty exciting. I wanted to get it set up before the kids went back to school. You can see my entryway inspirations on my Pinterest page. I’ll post some photos once it’s all done.
Yeah, so that’s what I’ve been up to. I also weigh more than I ever have in my life because I bounce between eating nothing and eating everything depending on my levels of stress, exhaustion, and tummy troubles. The doctor told me she wants me to lose 10 lbs before my next check up. I told her that I had too many other things to focus on right now and would deal with my weight later. She told me again to lose 10 lbs before my next check up. *sigh* At least my blood pressure is great, right? The little things do matter!