Marriage Confessions,  The Dog Pound

Distractions.

November 11, 2009 /

I think I have discovered the secret to being a happy person.

A routine.

I can always tell when things are a little off kilter in my life by looking at my routine.   If something drastic changes, it takes a little time for me to adjust and get back into a groove again.   I’m a creature of habit.

I blame my Dad.   He’s one structured man.   And I seem to have his genes.

At my house, we’ve gotten into a pretty great routine in the evenings.   It took a while with Beanie and the blog taking off and then going back to work full-time.   There were just a lot of things for us to work into a new schedule.   But we’ve finally hit our stride and it makes me happy.

I get home from work with Beanie around 6:00 and Chris usually always meets us at the backdoor.   We play with Beanie, go through the mail, chat about our days, check our email, and all that other stuff until about 7:00 (or 7:30 depending on Bean’s mood).   Then it’s bath time with Beanie.   And we all do that together.   Chris gets him undressed while I get the bathwater ready.   Then I wash Beanie and play with him in the tub while Chris hangs out in the bathroom with us.   Chris dries him off and puts him in his jammies and gets last minute snuggles while I fix Bean’s last bottle of the day.   Chris brings Beanie into our bedroom where I rock him and give him his bottle.   Bean goes to sleep between 7:30 and 8:00.   While I’m feeding Beanie, Chris is cooking our dinner.   So I come downstairs after putting Beanie to bed and dinner is ready.   After dinner, I blog and answer emails and things.   And then I usually head to bed around 10:30.

We are a well oiled machine.

But the dogs?   Well, they get a little bored with routine.   Especially Big Molly.

And when Big Molly gets bored, so does Lucy.

And when they’re both bored, they team up on me.

But while Lucy is content to just stare and bark at me, Big Molly requires a little more…attention…

Did I mention that Big Molly doesn’t know how big she is?   She thinks she’s Lucy’s size.   This is why she tries to climb in people’s laps.   Which is really embarrassing and highly problematic when we have company over.

And, of course, if Molly gets some lovin’ then Lucy needs some lovin’, too.

Lucy was my first baby.   I got her when she was a puppy and I was a sophomore in college.   She’s pretty much been everywhere with me since.

She’s my mini-beast.

Ahhh…doggies.   After a long day of structured routine, they are a very welcome distraction.

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