A retired English teacher, I reflect on the many facets of my life: retirement, reading, writing, gardening, faith, parenting adult children, grandchildren, loss, grief, healing from grief, surviving the loss of a loved one by suicide, hair loss, alopecia, aging, and living life at the foot of the Rocky mountains.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
How I Fill My Days
These days, we are up, out of bed, and down the stairs at the sound of the first yelp that emits from our puppy's mouth at about 6:30 every morning. He lets us know, in no uncertain terms, that he is awake, tired of being in his kennel, and ready to get outside to do his business.
We have a schedule these days, and it is a demanding one. It has been set by an equally demanding little creature who is challenging us on who will really run the household.
Early in the morning, we are now out walking the dog. If you see me, be forewarned, my appearance may appear unkept. As I walk the neighborhood in weird outfits that I throw on when I get out of bed, I remind myself of a quote by Barbara Ueland, "If I did not wear torn pants, orthopedic shoes, frantic disheveled hair, that is to say, if I did not tone down my beauty, people would go mad. Married men would run amuck."
The truth is, I look this way because I am a bit frazzled these days. I walk the dog several times a day. In between walks, I am trying to keep Boston's puppy mouth full of toys rather than then having him chew on my expensive furniture. I am mopping up the floor. I am feeling like the mother of a very active toddler. I am busy. I am tired.
A former colleague asked me today why I felt the need to take on a 15 year commitment at this point in my life. I guess no one had put it that way before. We have taken on a 15 year commitment by getting a new dog. That is a long time. My husband and I will be really old in 15 years. I hope we both live 15 more years. I hope the dog lives 15 more years.
For now, my husband and I are filling our days by caring for a new puppy. We know we are the ones who are benefitting from taking these twice daily walks. We comment about how we certainly would not be out walking if it were not for the dog. We are filling up our days with new duties, new experiences, and at times we wonder if we were crazy to take on a task like training a new puppy when we were getting quite settled into a quiet retirement schedule. Wish us well. We need it!
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