Michael handed me this mug this morning and said "Some coffee for my twenty-four hour woman". It made me laugh and then I continued on my job search. These have been stressful days. Michael has the full time job of studying for the upcoming bar exam and it hasn't be easy. We've been living with his parents for a while and it's been a full household, including 2 pups that can't seem to stand each other. George, the puggle, is 8 years old and a is the dog equivalent of a grumpy old man who just wants to sleep all day. Mila, on the other hand is a little over a year old and she is the dog equivalent of a young child that has consumed too much sugar. Put these two together and you get barking that doesn't stop and running in circles. I have theories. I think George is jealous of Mila's youth (even when she doesn't come near him, he starts barking when she gets too rowdy). Then again, I think Mila is kind of bully (when she does get near him, she stands over him as if daring him to move). Sometimes it's hilarious and other times, when we're trying to concentrate, it's kind of maddening.
With all of this, it's also been difficult to find a time to just go for a run. We're tired and eat when we can. Maybe we've just been too lazy but I need to get my butt on that, pronto. I'm also really scared of getting this flu. With no job and no insurance, it's the last thing I want to worry about and I heard New York was very high risk. So we stay inside. In spite of it all, we're happy and we laugh and try to remain as positive as possible and even with all the stress, we just know things will be different soon. Sometimes changes are hard to accept and we knew what we were getting into so we're taking it day by day and so far it has worked out pretty great. Except for the whole "I-Need-A-Job" thing and Michael about to take one of the biggest tests of his life and Mila trying to get the hang of her grouchy playmate, we have no complaints here.
Positives, we have food, family, health, and a roof over our heads. That's just great!