Day 333 (day 4 / week 47)

Monday Nov. 30, 2009

Monday was a typical workday. I did the stairs and walked 15,252 steps (7.35 miles).

I started out on the cushy A pod with no isolation rooms and then helped to open the C pod which was closed due to low census (it's the crazy/hard pod we call "area 51"). I helped to admit at least 6 patients. It was a hard day but I prayed before work (like I always do now cause it's the only way I get anything done there on time) and made it out on time. Really surprising, but God is watching us *sings* from a distance.

I told a few of my coworker/friends at work that we gave Pebbles back and I ended up crying at work (such a drama queen). I was on the verge of tears all day and God blessed me with a phone call that I got to find during my lunch break. The man at Friends for Life followed through with his promise to call me when Pebbles was adopted. It was a message telling me she had been adopted late Sunday as they were packing up to go back to Pahrump. He told me to call back for more details so I did. I still really miss Pebbles feel like I finally have some closure with having to give her up. I was so afraid she wasn't going to get adopted. She went to a single woman in her 30's who has 100% time for Pebbles (who knows how true that is, but I am blessed just to know she has a home in a warm house now). I felt so blessed that he called. He should too, because I would have called him again to find out (I had been calling on the adoption days but forgot to call on Sunday).

Thank you again everyone. I love you guys. ((Hugs)).

I can do this. I am a star.

Day 328 (day 6 / week 46)

Today was a sad/angry day for me. I don't talk about much of the drama because it's boring. I may touch on it but I don't think I ever led on to how bad it is. My hubby hates my dog Pebbles. He hates her so much that we fight about her. Everyday. I got her into training, but he still isn't happy. He doesn't have the patience to wait for the potential I see in her. I had to give her back :(. She deserves better. She's a good dog.

I have been bawling all day, and when I haven't been, I have been on the verge of tears. I am so angry at the same time that my head hurts. My son knows she isn't around, but he keeps calling for her like she is going to come running. She won't :(.

I did some heavy cleaning, gathering her things, to give to Friends For Life (the people adopted her from and have an agreement with, that if we ever can't keep her anymore we would give her back to them so they could guarantee her a good home) and packed it all up in the car along with Pebbles and The Monkey boy. I drove 40+ miles to Pahrump (where it's colder), and said my good byes (the boy was sleeping so he didn't get to, which is probably a good thing...he loved her so much--at night before bed he always says, "i love you mama, i love you dada, i love you pebbles."). They told me she would be in an outside kennel with the rest of the dog until she is adopted, which breaks my heart (she is an inside dog). They didn't even put her blanket down for her to lay on (the concrete is so cold).

I have no right to be upset. It's my fault. I should have known better with my hubby. He is just like that and will never change. I told him that we will never again get another pet, although I grew up with them all around me and love them so much, but I just wont do this again. It's not fair, and he doesn't even care. Besides, to give her up like that, makes me feel like we don't deserve another pet. Ever. I just pray that she goes to a better home. Not like this one. I miss her and see traces of her everywhere. :(

*waah* *waah* *waah*

I did only 20 mins on the Wii Fit and walked a mile. I am just not in the mood.

I forgot about the 30DS. Oh well. 30 days will still be done. Just not in a row.

I can do this. I am a star.