spring is here...
Talk about busy. I thought things would mellow out after conferences, but I still feel crazy booked. And jet-lagged. Stupid time change.
Things are good. Deja is mellowing out nicely. She's a little genius, too. She knows sit, stay, come and, since yesterday, down. All at three and a half months. She's still pretty mouthy, but that can be a good thing. The other day the little gal picked up a 20 dollar bill for me on our walk. I was stoked, especially since we were headed for the coffee shop.
We broke down last weekend in the Camarillo countryside. But it was no big thing. A tube had just come loose, so we had to wait a half hour to let it cool down so that Roger could handle it. In order to pass the time, we walked to a nearby Koi farm we had wanted to see for a while. Beautiful fish- it was well worth the trip. The Koi farmer lent us a screwdriver, too, so we could reattach the tub... and we were on our way. If a person has to break down, this is the way to do it.
I keep having anxiety dreams. Like I'll come to my classroom and find that another teacher is there in my place, or everyone around me has started smoking (I dream about smoking all the time. The habit seriously traumatizes me. Every time I see somebody take a puff, I feel like I'm going to die. Maybe it's a phobia).
But why so stressed? Conferences are done. And pink Friday came and went (yesterday) and I did not get a pink slip. I am super fortunate for that, especially here in California. Legally, they can't give me a pink slip for the next year anymore. Miss the 15th deadline, and it just ain't happening. I got pink slipped last year and the year before, so this is a milestone.
And it's a good thing, too. I'm not rich at the moment. But at least I have paychecks in my present and my future. I have another mouth to feed now. But I'm happy with my pup... she's everything I hoped she'd be.
I want to take Deja and go visit my family. Soon! I miss them terribly, and the new house, and the countryside. I have to wait until the end of the month. I think Deja will really enjoy the countryside. And I think she will like Jack. Hopefully Jack will like her. She can be a pistol sometimes, just as the breeder warned me. A little fireball. I enjoy her scrappy nature most of the time.
Things are good. Deja is mellowing out nicely. She's a little genius, too. She knows sit, stay, come and, since yesterday, down. All at three and a half months. She's still pretty mouthy, but that can be a good thing. The other day the little gal picked up a 20 dollar bill for me on our walk. I was stoked, especially since we were headed for the coffee shop.
We broke down last weekend in the Camarillo countryside. But it was no big thing. A tube had just come loose, so we had to wait a half hour to let it cool down so that Roger could handle it. In order to pass the time, we walked to a nearby Koi farm we had wanted to see for a while. Beautiful fish- it was well worth the trip. The Koi farmer lent us a screwdriver, too, so we could reattach the tub... and we were on our way. If a person has to break down, this is the way to do it.
I keep having anxiety dreams. Like I'll come to my classroom and find that another teacher is there in my place, or everyone around me has started smoking (I dream about smoking all the time. The habit seriously traumatizes me. Every time I see somebody take a puff, I feel like I'm going to die. Maybe it's a phobia).
But why so stressed? Conferences are done. And pink Friday came and went (yesterday) and I did not get a pink slip. I am super fortunate for that, especially here in California. Legally, they can't give me a pink slip for the next year anymore. Miss the 15th deadline, and it just ain't happening. I got pink slipped last year and the year before, so this is a milestone.
And it's a good thing, too. I'm not rich at the moment. But at least I have paychecks in my present and my future. I have another mouth to feed now. But I'm happy with my pup... she's everything I hoped she'd be.
I want to take Deja and go visit my family. Soon! I miss them terribly, and the new house, and the countryside. I have to wait until the end of the month. I think Deja will really enjoy the countryside. And I think she will like Jack. Hopefully Jack will like her. She can be a pistol sometimes, just as the breeder warned me. A little fireball. I enjoy her scrappy nature most of the time.