It's 3 am and I'm home alone!

Aaron is gone for the weekend unexpectedly, and I feel like a 14 year old left to my own devices. Currently I am sprawled across the bed, bathed in the blue light of the computer screen, with Dwight curled up next to me. Two seconds before I started this post, I was mouth breathing (unintentionally, due to my sinus infection that is mostly better now) and looking up random flickr photos.

All I ate today was a sub sandwich from Jimmy Johns, some popcorn, and a bite of fruit loops. I am way too used to being taken care of...if Aaron is around, he will get me food if I am feeling too weak (or lazy) to get out of the house. And if he is around, it feels less futile to scrounge up appropriate food for two rather than just me. Lucky that Dwight's kibble is easy to prepare!
And then I spent all day finishing up a book about dragons and catching up on TV. What the heck will I do tomorrow? Probably more of the same.

Dwight got his new collar in today! He looks very handsome in it. The new smell is getting to me though.

as per Aaron: 'Mockery is the greatest form of flattery, Jenny'. That, apparently, is his excuse for mocking me until I told him he was being annoying.

The mind is a terrible thing. Mine plagues me. Tonight, it started out slyly, by reminding me of humiliating moments in my life that make me want to gouge my brains out when I think of them. Just when I thought I had succeeded in forgetting them. Nothing earth shattering, just things I wish I'd never said or gaseous expulsions I wish I could have been warned about by my traitor body before they actually expulsed. But now, as I lay in bed, my mind takes a deleterious turn, and forces me to think of all the saddest things that could happen. Just when I thought that being in Austin for the weekend had cured my insomnia temporarily...
Yep, this is a pretty typical blog post for 4 am.

Monica, Lump (her cat), and Jordan are in Dallas this weekend for the Shootout. My weekend has consisted of eating out at restaurants (yipee!), bookstores, and watching Lump, who is currently in heat, present herself to Dwight at every opportunity. She also presents to humans, furniture, and especially shoes. She was a bottle baby, so she's a little confused.

Mobile blogging! Ah, what innovation insomnia brings...

I'm back from a weekend in Houston! I spent Sunday morning with Aaron doing yard work for his mom--we were to remove a "bush," which once I saw it, it was really small tree-sized, so I think it was a bit misleading to call it a bush. I imagined a waist-high, soft-branched thing, but really it was pretty big. Taller than me. In any case, we got it out eventually, but I ache in places I didn't even know existed. And there's more "bush"-removing planned for Christmas. Delightful.
Actually it was sorta fun to be outside and getting my workout, and I was fed really well this weekend.

What I'm up to these days:
1. Working on finding a job, but also feeling really anxious about talking to new people in order to do it.
2. Watching Desperate Housewives on netflix on demand.
3. Selling off some unnecessary stuff.
4. Cleaning! I basically haven't done any major cleaning in this place for 3 years...so I have some catching up to do.
5. Re-reading The Other End of the Leash, to refresh my dog knowledge.

Last night in St. Cloud. It seems hard to believe that tomorrow night, I won't see Cache running gleefully down the stairs and hallway at bedtime, excited about sharing the bed, and that there won't be any more late night Desperate Housewives watching with Elissa for a long time. This is what happens when you take on someone else's life--you get comfortable in it, and you don't realize how much you're going to miss the everyday occurrences till you have to leave. I'll miss my messy little basement room.
I can't believe that with all the technological advances of the modern age, we don't yet have instantaneous transporters.

On the other hand, I will be seeing my boy and my dog soon (and my cat, gerbil, hermit crab and fishie), so there's something to be happy about.

On a happier note, Elissa and I taught Cache to play dead! I must remember to take a video of him doing it before I go.