Long Time
Wow...so it's been a whole 2 years-plus since I last wrote in this. Well, for those of you who are still reading, I promise I won't disappoint. Because I do have A LOT to write about. I apologize for taking so long...part of it had to do with that I forgot my username. And password. Oh, and did I mention that I forgot the email address that I signed up with? Yep. And for some reason today, it all came back to me. And so I retrieved and reset, and have spent the last half an hour or so just reading back and reminiscing on the person I used to be, comparing myself to the person that I am now.
Can't say that anything is drastically different. I'm about to celebrate my one-year anniversary with my fantastic man, Colin next month. I never thought I'd find anyone who would be willing to put up with me for a week, let alone 12 months, but I'm glad he did. He treats me like his queen and not just behind closed doors, keeps me safe and loves me for myself. He truly is my knight in shining armor, my best friend and my other half, and I don't know what I'd do without him.
The dog training is going well. My puppy (now 2 years old) Kirby got her CGC, BH, AD, a leg of her AKC CD and our competition wins toward our UKC Championship during that time, as well as a Best Puppy in Show at UKC Premier in 2009. She's the dog of my dreams: always willing, able and enthusiastic to do whatever's asked of her, and there's not a single plant, person or animal that she considers an enemy.
Reba is doing fine, as well. Still goes to training every so often, but she has settled nicely into the role of happy pet and Therapy Dog. She just celebrated her sixth birthday last month with friends at her favorite store. Tai is doing great, also. No more shoulder injuries, and he'll be ten later on this year. So we're planning a nice celebration for his decade birthday.
During the time I've last posted here, I got a new job, left that job, and will be starting another last week. One would think that being a Vet Assistant would be my dream job. Hell. I thought the same thing. But that place revealed itself to be nonsensical, corrupt and at points downright unethical as well as just plain STUPID. And so I ended up walking out of that place at the end of April, the day before my boyfriend's birthday. I don't regret leaving, though it had been a rough month in looking for another job. I start my new job sometime next week.
Let's see what else is going on.
I have a PS3 now. Had to send my 360 packing before it had a chance to red-ring on me.
I still live here.
I drive a PT Cruiser now...love that car.
I'm in love with love, with training and working with my dogs, with spending time with my friends, and with my new crowded life doing all of these things. I occasionally crawl into bed at 2am, completely wiped only to get up again at 8am, but I love it all the same.
I think this is the closest I've ever been to happy.
Can't say that anything is drastically different. I'm about to celebrate my one-year anniversary with my fantastic man, Colin next month. I never thought I'd find anyone who would be willing to put up with me for a week, let alone 12 months, but I'm glad he did. He treats me like his queen and not just behind closed doors, keeps me safe and loves me for myself. He truly is my knight in shining armor, my best friend and my other half, and I don't know what I'd do without him.
The dog training is going well. My puppy (now 2 years old) Kirby got her CGC, BH, AD, a leg of her AKC CD and our competition wins toward our UKC Championship during that time, as well as a Best Puppy in Show at UKC Premier in 2009. She's the dog of my dreams: always willing, able and enthusiastic to do whatever's asked of her, and there's not a single plant, person or animal that she considers an enemy.
Reba is doing fine, as well. Still goes to training every so often, but she has settled nicely into the role of happy pet and Therapy Dog. She just celebrated her sixth birthday last month with friends at her favorite store. Tai is doing great, also. No more shoulder injuries, and he'll be ten later on this year. So we're planning a nice celebration for his decade birthday.
During the time I've last posted here, I got a new job, left that job, and will be starting another last week. One would think that being a Vet Assistant would be my dream job. Hell. I thought the same thing. But that place revealed itself to be nonsensical, corrupt and at points downright unethical as well as just plain STUPID. And so I ended up walking out of that place at the end of April, the day before my boyfriend's birthday. I don't regret leaving, though it had been a rough month in looking for another job. I start my new job sometime next week.
Let's see what else is going on.
I have a PS3 now. Had to send my 360 packing before it had a chance to red-ring on me.
I still live here.
I drive a PT Cruiser now...love that car.
I'm in love with love, with training and working with my dogs, with spending time with my friends, and with my new crowded life doing all of these things. I occasionally crawl into bed at 2am, completely wiped only to get up again at 8am, but I love it all the same.
I think this is the closest I've ever been to happy.