...wait for it...

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Wednesday Wonders, a day late and a dollar short.

Well, it's more like 8 days late and $400 dollars short! I finally got it all worked out to get my deposit down on the house before January 1st, which means I will get the keys before I anticipated... but I need to put the pet deposit of $400 down if I want Stanley to live with me between Christmas and January 8th... those are my paydays.

I'm not sure what to do with him in the mean time- my mom said that she and Dad would gladly puppy sit, but that would make it really hard for me to leave him somewhere else for 2 whole weeks!!!

I know there's a solution out there, I just wonder what it is... Everything has seemed to be falling into place so incredibly smoothly, I'm not sure what to think!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Anxiety Fills the Air

Stanley has been so full of anxiety since Sunday night, when the last straw started snapping between me and my downstairs neighbor. And so have I.

I have never broken a contract in my life... moving out of the condo now means doing so, and it just doesn't sit right with me. I need re-read my lease, see if I'll be out last month's deposit as well as the move-in deposit, or if I'll just be down my original move-in deposit. *sigh* And it will cost me $2600 to move into the house if the property manager (who I've always called my landlord for all intensive purposes) can negotiate a month-to-month lease for me until I can afford to make it a full $3000 and convert it to a year contract. (that's first month/last month at $1400 plus the $12oo deposit) I'm hoping that a phenominal deal can be negotiated because of all the documented harassment that's been happening.

I'd say that renting sucks, but it would be even worse if I was the homeowner and had this woman below me! Then I'd really be stuck with her, as her landlord doesn't care that she's terrorizing the neighborhood.

It feels better waiting until January to move... I don't feel so rushed, I can be more calculated in decision making and packing, and I can save up the moolah to do it, rather that scraping and pulling from every which way.... I just hope to GOD that the woman downstairs leaves me the hell alone.

This will be a better move, I know it. Stanley will have a yard. I will have a garage, and a full house to do whatever I want in, no worrying about someone below me, no worrying about having friends over and being too loud... I just have to make it another few (3-5) weeks.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Along Came Stanley

Really, I love the beautiful dog! But there's a lot of lifestyle changes that are coming to light- No more meeting people randomly for dinner after work, or heading down to Olympia for the dance classes before the dance, or sleeping in on any given weekend. And the biggest change in my "plans"... no more mini cooper. I know, I know, Stanley could fit in the cooper with the backseats down, but that's not realistic, and I wouldn't be able to carry anything else in the car- even if I got the clubman, his bed wouldn't really fit!

How funny is it- I've been pining for a mini since April, and in less than one week I have completely resigned to the fact that I need an SUV or a cross over.

Speaking of Stanley, he's asking to go outside one last time before b-e-d. (I have to spell it, otherwise he pounces onto my bed like Tigger)

I'll have to finish my thoughts later...

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Stinker of a Dog!



This cracks me up- Stanley will stare at the fire for a good 20 minutes, then shift positions, and stare some more! I'm not sure if he's never seen a fire before, or if he's just a little mezmorized by it all.



I'm going to cut out on OT early today and look for a puppy sweater for my big baby- he gets SOOO cold when we go outside right now, and he does NOT like being wet, not at all. He's got such short, thin hair, I don't blame him! He does have a bad habit of belly crawling on the (cheaper) apt carpet in my condo, which then gives him a nice raspberry rug burn on his chest. *sad face* I'm not sure how to resolve that just yet.



I've learned that he is just a huge cuddle bug when he's sleepy, and he's just like a stinkin' toddler- he fights it when he starts to yawn, tries bouncing around Tigger-style, tries to roll around on his back, tries to get me to get into the fridge, last night he was even convinced he wanted to go outside- we walked all over the Home Depot parking lot, up and down every isle twice. As we got started I said "Stanley, you ready to go home?" and he just looked at me and then looked back to the isle we were walking on. By about half way I said it again and he turned, ready to walk back home. After that the grumpy guss stood right by the red chair looking between it and me... I gave in, put his "blanket" (my plush green towel) on the chair and let him hop in while I did some dishes and cleaning, and he was content.

It is so much fun learning his quirks and personality, and yes- I realize that I'm talking about my dog as much as people talk about their kids, but- who cares- he's new, and funny, and I want to share it with you all! *grin*





Thursday, November 19, 2009

Meet Stanley!


Isn't he precious?!
We survived our first night without incident! I was even able to drown out the poor puppy's snoring, which I'm pretty sure could wake the dead.
Stanley is a 3 year old Stafforshire Terrior (aka Pit Bull) and his prior owners trained him well and spoiled the heck out of him- I can tell the latter by the fact that he thinks he owns my red chair and that the pillows on my bed are for him... and honestly, I don't have the heart to kick him off right now. (that, and he bounds off of things, so his dead weight hitting the floor at 5:45am would not make my downstairs neighbors very happy)
Once he got into the red chair, he fixated on my birthday balloons- I could barely get him to look away for a picture, and even then I think he was mad at me because I took away his squeaky toy... it gets him really excited, and I didn't think that'd be good at 10pm. Maybe I'll let him play with it when I get home today. He knew exactly what to do, and would almost head butt it with his nose on the squeaky end! He sits, stays-ish, shakes your hand almost every time he sits! He lays down, backs up, knows "kennel up" and kind of knows how to heal when on a leash with a training collar or harness.
He's such a little lover-boy, giving kisses like crazy! My goodness, I don't think I've ever had a dog lick my face this much! It makes me a little leary, the reputation of the breed... but he just looks so vulnerable when he's all curled up sleeping, his paws chasing his dreams. He has a little bit of kennel cough that we're working to clear up, doggy bronchitis, and other than that, he's healthy!
We survived our first morning outing, he did all the appropriate bodily functions, checked his pee-mail, and even found a little bone that someone's tiny dog left in their "yard". I was worried that he'd choke it down, or growl when I tried to take it, but he let me reach right up to his mouth and take the bone away! Major indicator of a dog with a gentle disposition- he'll let you take things he wants from his mouth. Also, he'll let you play with his food when he's eating, and he'll let you play with his mouth, paws, and ears when he's sitting/laying down. The only time he made a peep was when he was bouncing around at my feet last night and I accidently stepped on his paw. He immediately rolled into a submissive possition, belly up, and looked at me like it was his fault for getting in my way. I proceeded by getting right down on the floor with him and giving him the best belly rub I'm sure he's had in a long time!
I can't tell you how relieved I am at how well trained he seems to be, and how well he's house trained. For some reason I am afraid he won't like me, which is stupid, because I already know he does... but still, it's just a tiny fear I have... I just want to do right by him. I want to be able to keep him well exercised, I want to be able to keep him well mannered, and I want him to be able to socialize decently with people and dogs, so if I take him somewhere- even on a walk on any trails or in neighborhoods here- I don't have to worry about him getting away from me and hurting anyone. It's the reputation of the pit that's feeding these fears... I'll just have to work with him, make sure we prove to everyone how gentle he is!
Okay- time to get ready for work.... as much as I'd like to sleep some more, I can't. I am thinking that we can sleep till 5:30am tomorrow though. (of course, I was so nervous and anxious to see how everything would go that I woke up at 2am, ready to take him out. He, of course, was fast asleep on his doggy bed next to my bed. He's adopted my giant green, soft-as-can-be bath towel.)

Thursday, November 12, 2009

What Are You Thankful For?

"When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessing instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings..."
~from Irving Berlin's White Christmas



I took a claim from a man today who just got out of prison on drug related charges. While he was incarcerated his mother made him promise to leave his old lifestyle and friends behind, and then she passed while he was still incarcerated.


As he filed to have his benefits reinstated, he handed me a stack of papers 4 inches tall; his mother had kept everything from the first time he filed in 1999, and he brought it all with him. I had to take it from him to make copies for his file and I'm going to mail it back to him; as he walked away you would have thought it was like he left the last memory of his mother in my care. I closed my window and just cried.


There is so much that we take for granted every single day!

As Turkey Day approaches, I challenge you to truely examine what you're thankful for. That being said, I shall leave you with a good ol' Catholic blessing of thanks.

For all You have given, Thank You God.
For all You have withheld, Thank You God.
For all You have withdrawn, Thank You God.
For all You have permitted, Thank You God.
For all You have prevented, Thank You God.
For all You have forgiven me, Thank You God.
For all You have prepared for me, Thank You God.
For the death You have chosen for me, Thank you God.
For the place you are keeping for me in heaven, Thank You God.
For having created me to love You for eternity, Thank You God.

As a friend reminded me, sometimes "no" is the answer we get from God... it doesn't mean He's not answering, it just means it wasn't the answer we wanted to hear.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Wednesday Wonders

I haven't written one in a little while!!!

I wonder why I haven't been as inspired? Or maybe I've just been too crazy-busy to stop and breathe/blog for a few minutes... as I'm running out the door.

Promise- more to come. :-)

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Okay- my wonder today- or wonders-

1)When will my downstairs neighbors move OUT already! Incase you haven't read FB, she's asking me to wake up after 6am and go to sleep well before 11pm because my stomping and pounding around forces them to be on my sleep schedule. HA! I'm not going to hash this out anymore, I'm just ignoring the 2 page letter. My landlord was very reassuring in this matter, said I don't have to worry about anyone filing any reports or anything, that he has my back on this.

2)The more exciting wonder, when do I get to bring Stella home?! She's the most precious little blind cocker spaniel ever, and I started the adoption process yesterday! Or, er, about 12:43am this morning. (when I was very tempted, but refrained from, jumping or tripping or dropping things to be as loud as I was accused of being) -- but back to Stella!!! I am so excited to have this all go through, I'm praying so much for everything to work out. *grin* People say that it'll be hard having a disabled dog, but I don't think that's true- I think it will be an adjustment for both of us, but I have every bit of faith that she will be able to function as a regular dog just fine. After all- people have learned to do fine with out sight, have they not? Animals adjust and adapt just like any other living organism!!! *big cheesy grin*- that's all that's been on my face since I submitted the application last night!