brushing myself off ....
Monday, March 04, 2019
Losing my sweet dog Katie has hurt more than I thought it would.
When I found out she only had weeks, I went nuts with this insane feeling that I had to move, to run, to eat ...... I think I drove my family crazy.
The last week of her life I had to have a puppy. So my brother drove 6 hours to get me one the day after I said good bye to my Katie.
The puppy is sweet, wiggly, and not a good match for my other dog. So the puppy has to go back to the rescue. But they agree with me, it's a bad match, they are both dominant female pitbulls. The puppy will be missed. But I'm preventing fighting in my dogs future.
The puppy didn't fix the hole in my heart, neither did the junk food or the manic crazy behavior.
I stopped taking my depression meds the first of the year. We thought I was over it, I'm not. so I'm back on them. And getting better.
The last 6 months has been one slap after another, I'm hoping it's over.
I'm hoping to get back on my treadmill. Plan my meals. Read my Bible. clean my house. Find my happiness. To have calm in my house. Boring, sweet, quiet, calmness.