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Ha! Only 11 months have passed since my last post.
I'm doing okay. I've pretty much quit school, which is a bummer. They are making it difficult for me to change my course. They really want me to finish the course I started, but I just don't want to do it. So fuck them.
On the interim, I have temporarily taken over my sister's dog walking business. I visit 2 different homes Monday through Friday, and a third home 7 days a week and just play with their dogs, walk them, feed them, and water them. It's not much but it's a couple bucks in my pocket each week.
I haven't really been looking too hard for a job. I've been so busy doing shit to keep other people happy - helping my parents fix up their house, helping Jackie with her dog walking thing. I really should get back into the swing of normalcy.
I still talk to Matt every day. He's doing well I think. I don't really know what to say about him or us. I've learned a lot about myself from our breakup, and I'm glad we were able to remain friends. I'm happy with our friendship. He means the world to me.
The ferrets are well. Dexy and Trinity are 2.5 yrs old as I write this, and Faeryn is coming up on 2. I've recently taken on a fourth, Relto, but I'm not sure if I can keep him. We'll see. As of now, he's a foster. I got rid of their cage a couple of weeks ago. I took it outside to clean it and was just disgusted with the mess, so I threw it in the front lawn with a "Free" sign on it. That cage cost me $300 when I bought it, but I'm glad it's gone. They are a lot more mellow now and they sleep most of the day.
I love my ferrets, but I've decided that after these little ladies are gone from this world, I will not be going back to ferrets for awhile. I do my best to care for them but they are a very high commitment pet and I just want a snuggly dog to hang out with. If I stopped being lazy and got off my ass and looked for a job, I could move out and get my own dog.
At the end of the summer, I would love to take a road trip. I want to visit Seattle and Portland. When I was young, my dream was to move to the west coast. I always saw myself in California, but as I grew older.. that changed a bit. I still definitely want to be on the west cost, no doubt, but I think Portland is calling my name. It's very similar to Milwaukee in that it's a smaller city, but with a big city feel. I'd love to live in the suburbs of Portland so I am going to go scouting at the end of this summer for potential neighborhoods to move to.
I've also been toying with the possibility of asking Jackie to come with me. I know things did not work out well the last time we tried to live together, but we have both grown a lot since then. I feel like if we can get everything into the open, honestly, beforehand.. we could make it work. Lay out some ground rules in writing, plan a budget and be sensible. I don't know. Maybe.
Now I'm feeling all motivated again.
I'm doing okay. I've pretty much quit school, which is a bummer. They are making it difficult for me to change my course. They really want me to finish the course I started, but I just don't want to do it. So fuck them.
On the interim, I have temporarily taken over my sister's dog walking business. I visit 2 different homes Monday through Friday, and a third home 7 days a week and just play with their dogs, walk them, feed them, and water them. It's not much but it's a couple bucks in my pocket each week.
I haven't really been looking too hard for a job. I've been so busy doing shit to keep other people happy - helping my parents fix up their house, helping Jackie with her dog walking thing. I really should get back into the swing of normalcy.
I still talk to Matt every day. He's doing well I think. I don't really know what to say about him or us. I've learned a lot about myself from our breakup, and I'm glad we were able to remain friends. I'm happy with our friendship. He means the world to me.
The ferrets are well. Dexy and Trinity are 2.5 yrs old as I write this, and Faeryn is coming up on 2. I've recently taken on a fourth, Relto, but I'm not sure if I can keep him. We'll see. As of now, he's a foster. I got rid of their cage a couple of weeks ago. I took it outside to clean it and was just disgusted with the mess, so I threw it in the front lawn with a "Free" sign on it. That cage cost me $300 when I bought it, but I'm glad it's gone. They are a lot more mellow now and they sleep most of the day.
I love my ferrets, but I've decided that after these little ladies are gone from this world, I will not be going back to ferrets for awhile. I do my best to care for them but they are a very high commitment pet and I just want a snuggly dog to hang out with. If I stopped being lazy and got off my ass and looked for a job, I could move out and get my own dog.
At the end of the summer, I would love to take a road trip. I want to visit Seattle and Portland. When I was young, my dream was to move to the west coast. I always saw myself in California, but as I grew older.. that changed a bit. I still definitely want to be on the west cost, no doubt, but I think Portland is calling my name. It's very similar to Milwaukee in that it's a smaller city, but with a big city feel. I'd love to live in the suburbs of Portland so I am going to go scouting at the end of this summer for potential neighborhoods to move to.
I've also been toying with the possibility of asking Jackie to come with me. I know things did not work out well the last time we tried to live together, but we have both grown a lot since then. I feel like if we can get everything into the open, honestly, beforehand.. we could make it work. Lay out some ground rules in writing, plan a budget and be sensible. I don't know. Maybe.
Now I'm feeling all motivated again.