Well, the Beatles said it right- there is a season for everything- a time to give up, a time to let go. And so it is for me that I will be giving up my dog, Baxter Brown. Things have been difficult with him. He's had a particularly stormy relationship with Geoff. And now we have to face the fact that we don't have the time to properly train this dog. This dog who I am still making monthly payments on...
But, I guess money isn't everything. So the dog will be moving to a farm, to live a life free of kennels and being locked in the bathroom. I think it will be good for him. And since it is my aunt and uncles farm, I know that I will be able to see him still, which will be good for me. I will miss him. But my husband has reminded me of the fact that perhaps within the next year or so we will have an even cuter bundle to bring home and lavish our attention on. And maybe, with a little luck, it won't chew the furniture apart or dig holes under the fence to escape.
I'm also expeciencing another change, which has been stressful unto itself. I am trying to find a new daycare for my Payton. Our day care provider is calling it quits, mainly because she wasn't making enough money for it to be worthwhile. So now I'm trying to find someone else. It's hard because who will give them the love that they get from a parent? No one. My current childcare worker has a bond with Payton, and it's hard to start over with a stranger. I sometimes regret having to work, but I know that the reality is that we have little choice. Without my income we could well end up living in a van down by the river. Although, I guess that could be OK, we could fix it up a bit. Maybe some needlepoint on the seats. A few doilies and a welcome mat.
Lastly, I would like to report on some preliminary name preferences. It's obviously early to be picking names, but it's still fun. So last night I dusted off the jacket of good old "Cool names for babies". I would choose the name Harper or Lacey. But Geoff doesn't like it. But it was so cute because he actually has a name chosen himself, before he even looked at the book, which surprised me because who knew that he thought up baby names? The name itself is not at the top of my list- Courtney- but I didn't dismiss it right away because I like the fact that he chose it himself. Perhaps it will grow on me. There are early days yet. Well, I have to go. Have a good night.