ANA Y1 D215

It is a sad quiet morning here in the house. The good news is the fucking cat is gone. No one screaming at me, no one climbing all over me. No one waking me up in the middle of the night. We slept with the door open for the first time in months. I have my office door open right now. This is good and joyful. But. The fucking bitch took Pip too. That came out of nowhere. I was not ready for that. My baby dog is gone. As much as I fought getting that dog. As much as that dog drives me nuts. I fucking miss her. I love that stupid dog and now, because they wanted her, she's gone. I don't know when I will see her again. This all happened last night and it was really weird sleeping without her. Just not happy right now. I miss her following me around. I miss her stinky breath. There is a great sadness here and more resentment. I feel they see that dog as a fashion accessory. She was so confused last night when she left. Dammit. Now I am going to cry again.

Spent the day recording. Got through a big chunk. More today. That's all I am working on this week. I also had a two hour mentoring session with a client. Work is okay. Nothing to report there.

We used our new meat grinder last night. Ground up a two pound chuck roast and used half to make meatballs. We had wonderful meatballs subs for dinner. After we used up some of our fruit that was about ready to go. Made cotton candy grape juice and raspberry/strawberry/watermelon juice. This is our goal for 2023. Less waste, less eating out, more shit we make ourselves. Less processed food. Both of us have weight and body goals for the year. We want to improve our diets and add more physical activity. I have to say, I haven't felt this alive in years. I am excited and eager to do physical activities. I am excited at what will come next year.

And we WILL be getting a new dog.

One last thing; C and I discussed B's childish behavior again last night. When they came over to get stuff, A at least was interactive and talked to both of us. B basically snubbed C. Why? Because she was in the kitchen prepping our dinner. What we think is that B saw her "backup plan" being shot down. If it doesn't work out with A, I am going to be less inclined to allow them back in this house. If I were alone, it'd be easy for them to come back here. But they instead see me moving forward. They see me not the quivering wreck they expected. This is your bed. Welcome to it. The same goes for the dog. If the dog overwhelms them, sorry, can't bring her back here. WE have our own. Deal with it. Deal with the consequences of your actions like a goddamn adult.