Slightly Worse for Wear

Jake is home safe and sound, as are the dogs. We are a happy family again. It’s been hard, and I am glad it’s over.

Ever since I got home from my parents’ on Sunday I’ve been a nervous wreck. I have discovered that I rely heavily on the dogs for my sense of security when I am home alone overnight. If I hear an odd noise, I rely on the dogs to let me know if it’s something I need to worry about. Somehow, they can’t figure out that the doorbell they hear ringing is usually on TV and not real, but they know when a particular noise is a cat knocking something over rather than a psycho killer (Qu’est-ce que c’est?) hiding in the attic. And of course, ever since Sunday, I heard about a zillion strange noises in the house that had me pretty damn nervous.

Bridgie hasn’t been sleeping well and I’m not sure why. So I haven’t been sleeping well either. Last night my mom and I tried to go out to dinner with Bridget, but she was a nightmare. Screamed her head off from the minute the food arrived. No amount of holding, cuddling or walking with her could calm her down. I was so embarrassed to be that mom, the mom of the screaming child in the restaurant. I had tried everything I could think of and nothing was working, so we got the check and high-tailed it out of there. Luckily my mom got to eat, but I didn’t. And later, after I had put her down to bed, I made myself something else to eat, and she woke up crying just as I sat down to eat that. So apparently Bridget is averse to my eating as well as sleeping.

Today, when I got home from picking up the dogs, I was trying to get them both out of the back of the SUV. But this requires me to open the tailgate partially, reach up to grab both leashes and then let the tailgate the rest of the way up once I have a hold of the dogs. Well, this time it didn’t work so well for me. I got Robbie’s leash but Lucy’s has slipped off her. She ran off down the alley and Robbie was in mid jump down. But I was crouched in the driveway, so he landed in my arms basically and I fell backward in the driveway. I was so mad! I started to go after Lucy down the alley, but Bridget was in the car and I wasn’t going to leave her alone to go chase Lucy. At that point I was so mad, I kind of felt like she was on her own and if she came back, great. If not, so be it. But she was faster than I was and by the time I walked the little ways back to the driveway, she was in the garage waiting for me. But now my back hurts like hell. I wonder what it’s going to feel like tomorrow.

As you can see I am in the midst of a pity party. But I’ll be better soon. Jake is home. I made a lemon poppyseed pound cake and all will be right in the world very soon. Jake has promised me some alone time this weekend and I am going to take him up on it. I am going for a pedicure on Sunday. I can’t wait! It’s pretty much consistently warm enough to allow for sandals and flip flops so I need to get my feet all prettied up so I can bare my toes without shame.

Now, did someone say something about lemon poppyseed pound cake?

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