Jul 21, 2007 16:37
Well, I wasn't initially very excited about coming home for the summer. I was thinking that mom and I would be driving each other crazy, I wouldn't have anything to do and would be bored off my ass, but, surprisingly, we've been getting along fantastically. I think it's because I've been living with other roommates in college and getting used to divvying up chores, so I'm not quite so unreasonable about them around home because I know how annoying it can be when someone leaves everything to you to do. So, that's been nice. I'm taking LCOP at CCC (Life and Career Options Planning) which is great for really figuring out what you want to do (fortunately I already know) and putting together a great resume, portfolio, and handling interviews well (which I need help with). I haven't found a job, but that's OK because I'm working on my portfolio so I can at least have a good chance of getting a design job when I get back to San Luis Obispo.
However, there is one little problem with being home for the summer. Our poor little 12-year-old puppy, Mitzi, is blind and deaf and has diabetes, so she's really suffering. Mom and I wanted to put her down to give her relief, but Daniel refused. He simply loves her too much to do that to her. BUT, when she has to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he doesn't take care of her! He just leaves her to cry and scream and holler like a newborn babe because he's too lazy to get up, and guess who gets woken up and has to take her out every single time? It's hard on mom, too. Lately Mitzi's been crying every 1.5-2hrs, and it takes me an hour and a half to fall asleep, so over the past three days I've only gotten about 4 hours of sleep a night MAX. And during the day I can't catch up because she has to go out just as often during the day, and mom's often out running errands and Daniel has stuff he wants to do. So guess who keeps suffering? I'm incredibly exhausted. Even mom's worn out from helping me out with the nightly letting-out. She told me this afternoon that she caught herself going the wrong way on a one-way street because she was so exhausted she wasn't paying attention. I complained to Dan that he needs to take care of her in the middle of the night because mom and I are exhausted from it, and he said to just ignore her. But how can I ignore her, when she's keeping me awake? She'll cry all damn night long if I just ignore her! So he said to put her in the garage, but I'll still hear her, and then guess who'll probably have to clean up the mess when they're gone during the day?
I'm just up to my ears in frustration with this puppy, and I wish she'd give me a break so I could sleep. I've probably got a solid weekend worth of sleep debt I can't relieve, and it just keeps adding up. I feel almost like I did when I had mono. Uugh!