||[Nov. 11th, 2011|08:34 pm]
About finished with the first week with the dog, and the first week of messes. Surprisingly, he's been pretty good about toiletry in the house, except when tearing up toilet paper(three rolls so far). That and the mystery of the crate.|
He's got bad separation anxiety, at least at the apartment. For some reason he's fine when waiting in the car, but heaven forbid if I leave him at home. It'll take time to work on that, and his jumping issues might be partly resolved by working that out. I need him reasonably kid friendly to take him down home for Thanksgiving.
I've been moving back to god recently, and it's felt good. Apparently Colt has been part of that. I had a branch in the path back in Florida, and I think this was probably the better choice to make now. I've always been a bit spiritual, and the void I'd had for months was disturbing. Surprisingly, Colt is part of this--I'm not sure how he brings the Spirit into the house, but his presence has helped me much, despite our issues. Had a good cry last night after one too many small things, and felt much better afterwards. Felt like up was the only way to go.
The apartment is small, but a decent rate for the area. It has an attached garage too, with enough room for a very small shop. I can get things going from here while working on school and work and debt. Some training for the pup and a girlfriend, and I'll be cool.