The thing about week one is that you go back in with the best intentions. The best intentions of remaining zen like post your holiday and managing things without getting that tight chest feeling, red face and burny eyes.
You have had some time off, you’ve started to reclaim your fitness, done yoga regularly, spent time with the family and the sun, and man, you’re feeling good.
You go back with the best intentions. It lasts almost to the end of the fourth day. And then BAM!!!!!!
And you feel like you’ve regressed. Major fail.
Couple that with finding a lost dog at 6.30pm that night and not being able to catch it and knowing it’s terrified and thirsty and exhausted and it eventually disappears and you drive around for half an hour to no avail. I now know what looking for a needle in a haystack feels like. Like I might have had more luck with the needle and the haystack.
And FYI peeps – the police stations and fire stations don’t have a clue what to do when you call up and ask who to call about a lost dog and if you happen to catch it – where can you take it? Frustrating and upsetting all round. Burny eyes.
I have to stop myself from driving around looking for him today because I know that literally he could be anywhere. I have to hope that some good samaritan did catch him and keep him safe for the night before going to the local vet to check for a microchip. He had no collar. Why people why???? Look after your dogs properly – don’t roll the dice. It’s not fair on the animal or the people trying to get him home before dark.
I’m going to sign off now and pull myself out of this stink eye of a mood. The sun is shining and life is good. Repeat. I found this one on Pinterest. Not a bad thought.
Love and light