Saturday, May 23, 2009

Now That I Think About It...

I really do hate house- and dog-sitting. More specifically, I hate the sacrifices I'm making.

With the dog walking/cleaning/feeding morning and night, I've given up much of my usual habits and hobbies.

For the past three weeks, I haven't had time to go window shopping after work; I've declined dinner and movie plans; I've left happy hours early.

Instead of doing all that, I'm picking up dog poo. But what bothered me the most was that I couldn't volunteer for the AIDS walk this year (after 6+ years).

From that, I've just realized that I love my freedom. Freedom from taking care of someone (or something) else; especially as regimented as a taking care of a dog. Being in a house so far from the city (and my entire wardrobe) just exacerbates the situation.

On the bright side, I've only two weeks left of this responsibility. Which leads into my birthday month. And it's Fleet Week.


yo cuz 'lise said...

why can't you leave him in a doggy hotel?

Karen said...

I didn't realize that you were doing that for so long. Dang, that's a big responsiblity.

Jess said...

Dogs are a responsibility. No doubt about it. Where are you doing this dog/house-sitting? If you're somewhere east of the city, perhaps we can drag you out for dinner one evening.

Courtney Bolton said...

Indeed! We missed you at the party.