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.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Thoughts House-Sitting

Being here, in the middle of the suburbs house- and dog-sitting, there's a lot of time for me to reflect inward - there's not much to do when boiling water for ramen noodles. I've come to a few conclusions:

  1. I really like being near the city
  2. I'm glad I don't own a dog
  3. there's nothing good on cable
  4. hot dogs go well with ramen noodles
But most important of all, I've learned how dependable, and flexible, I can be: waking up at 7:30 in the morning to walk the dog, and leaving work and sacrificing weekends to do the same at night.

What's more surprising is that I'm not upset about having to do these 'chores'. Does this mean I'm grown up now? Hm.

With all this retrospecting, I'm more appreciative of the time I spend with my friends and, especially, my Boopy. Just look at how excited I am before we head to Adele's concert!


I hope I keep this optimism by the end of the month.