Friday, June 15

Okay, the moping is over. Sort of. At the very least, that last depressing posting has been up for long enough that it's time to put a new one up. I keep thinking every day that the doorbell is going to ring, and all of my friends will be standing there, yelling, "Intervention!" Don't worry--I'm not going to jump off a bridge just yet.

So how are things going? Surprisingly--or not--still the same, thus this posting will be short, and boring. I certainly do appreciate all the kind words that have been said, both in the comments and the emails I've received. Glad to know that people care.

Am I still frustrated? Oh yes. But vomiting it all out onto the pages of this blog was surprisingly cathartic, and I've felt better ever since. I'm still trying to piece through what's going on and get some options lined up. There have been a couple more let-downs since I last posted as well, which is not a lot of fun. It seems that doors keep closing, but, to be horribly trite, that just means we have to look for the open window, right? Yuck.

Anyway, I just wanted to make sure that you all knew that I am fine, and will continue to be fine going forward. This is taking a lot more time than I thought, and it's testing my patience and ability to persevere, but persevere we will, and we'll come out on the other side better for having gone through it. Everything in life, even the most frustrating, discouraging experiences, are put in our path because we need them to build character. Although I think that I've had just about enough character built over the past two years, I apparently still have more, and I know exactly where I need to improve. If only I'd stop being so thick-headed and actually learn the lessons instead of having to have them drilled into me, well, I think we'd be on a much nicer track. Then again, you never really know, do you? I thought we learned a lot of good lessons in Three Hills, but here we are, having more character built. It's challenging, but it's good. Really.

Oh, and yes, the dog is fine. He's very adorable, but it's been quite an adjustment. One morning, when he woke up at 5:00 and started whimpering, I turned to the wife and said, "Okay, we're definitely not having another kid just yet." So at least we know that.

Housebreaking is also going well--better than I expected, actually. Since I've only been a cat person, the entire concept of housebreaking is completely new to me, and wow, what a world it is. There have been a couple of accidents, mostly small, and mostly as a result of me startling the poor dog (literally scaring the piss out of him). I've only found one turd in the house so far, but again, it's a result of poor owner behaviour as opposed to poor dog behaviour (we hadn't let him outside in three hours--oops). And there's the whole puppy energy thing that's really hard to get used to, especially when your ankles get bitten, or the dog decides that playtime is appropriately placed right before bed when we're trying to go to sleep. But it's fun, really.

I think I'm going to start posting more regularly again next week, with tales of dog ownership and perhaps the long-promised-but-never-delivered photography. We'll see what happens. At any rate, it should be a whole lot of fun.

See you then.