Tonight is my last night with Jackson for a week. He’s going to San Diego with his dad. He doesn’t leave until Thursday, but circumstances are such that he needs to stay with his dad on Wednesday night. I’ll miss him, but I know he’s going to have the best time.
So anyway…I agreed, against my better judgment, to watch the dogs while my ex is out of town. Paikea and Gracie are
our his miniature dachshunds. We got them while we were married and they are good, sweet girls, but they are high maintenance. It will be interesting to have them around for the weekend. I’m picking them up Wednesday night.
I think Freya is a bit nervous. I know Dave is dreading it. It will be interesting to see if Violet remembers them.
This is going to be a hell of a week: we have to pack all the things, deal with a lot of emotions, and now we also get to take care of a bunch of animals. Or, rather, I get to take care of a bunch of animals.
ONE. MORE. WEEK.