Oct 29, 2011 12:30
Today has possibly sucked more than any other day I've had for a while. I went with my friend Brandi and her Husband to the vets to put down their boxer Bear. He was 12 yrs old and it was his time, his body was just shutting down on him. But it was so hard and stupid. I've never expierienced anything like that before, held something or touched something as their life slowly slipped away. The vet warned us that he might twitch or gasp after passing and I didn't think anything of it and when he did it shocked me. Brandi is a hot mess, she's had him before she had a husband or kids and she's traumatized. I know its a sad mess that I am dumping on you, but I had to release it to someone who wasn't there, I had to let it go. I know he's not my dog but I've known him for a few months now he was my stupid buddy. I loved him. They are going to get him cremated and put in a special urn. What makes today harder is her kids don't even know yet and she has another boxer that when we came home she was looking for Bear, broke out hearts.
Anyway to a happier, less depressing topic, this weekend is the last weekend for the Haunted Hayride I work at. I am sad for it to end but kinda not, cause it's getting colder out and I have been sick this last week, and going out there just makes things worse. I feel like poop. But the upside to that is Brandi went out and bought me all kinds of medicine, some stuff for the day and some stuff for the night and some stuff for in between. Which is awesome cause it is helping a lot. Right now I am just chilling by meyself at their house on the coch watching a creepy Ghost Adventure a mental asylum called Letchworth in NY, this place is fucked up. Brandi is at the Goodwill, everything there is 50% off, while Jamie is picking up the kids. So it's me, Hunter the cat and Harley the boxer hanging out. I'm kinda glad of that too, I need a moment to woosaw.
Anyway back to work stuff. I get paid either tonight or Sunday night for sure, which is the last night of the Haunted trail. Monday Brandi is going to take me to the secretary of state so I can get my license back. Which to me feels like the first step in the right direction into getting my life back.
Next weeked Brandi and Jamie want me to house sit/dog sit while the go down to Pennsylivania for the weekend to pick up some of his Grandpa's things he got when he died but couldn't bring back with them at the time. They are taking all the kids and leaving me with the dog and the cat. Today I am just like BLAH and I don't want to fo to work, I feel like poop. For now I will say tata, cause I am tired and just want to relax. So I love you guys and talk to you all later.
XOXO
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