I finally left the house today. I am still not back to normal but I am not giving into the pain. It was fun to be able to move around but driving is still hard. And just being out for a few hours totally exhausted me.
Amy and I took Rylee to the dog park in Pleasant Hill and it was such an experience. First of all, there is a small dog and big dog segregation, which makes total sense. As you walk through the gate, all these small dogs come at your dog ready to sniff every part of her. For a shy dog, it can be a bit overwhelming. A few hours in the dog park and you learn so much about dogs and their owners. We ran into two interesting owners. The first was a nice guy in his early 30s who was dog sitting his 2 dogs. When he moved to the city, his friends adopted his 2 dogs and when they go out of town, he takes care of them. Zeus looked like he could be Lucy's brother (Sheila's dog). When Sheila comes back to town from her business trip, I'll suggest a joint outing with Lucy and Rylee at the dog park. I've been meaning to join Sheila and Lucy for the Friday wine and cheese dog park in Alamo. I can now see why people do this.
I've never had my own kids but the conversations at the dog park are probably very similar to the ones happening at parks where parents talk about their children. A woman in her 60s wearing blue terry sweats and a large red fanny pack approached every dog owner in conversation. She was absolutely adorable and totally clueless of what her dog was up to. It was very sweet.
This past week, I've added posts that were recorded in several notebooks from 2005 and 2006. It has been emotional to go back to some of the experiences but I am happy they are now in one place. The bottom line is that I've come a very long way since then.
Being so sick this week has made me realize that I want to make some major changes in my life. I want a job that enables me to live and have a community here. Since success is no longer equated with work, I need to put my foot down and make the change.
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