Well Miss Famous was let loose from her leash (love my alliteration?) by my niece and went on a romp with some deer the other day. Ever since she’s been limping around. I thought she got something in her back paw; my dad realized this morning that it seems to be her front shoulder that is bothering her. Doggy-mommy fail. She’s really quite pitiful–just laying around, not jumping up to see who’s going out the door, etc. Hopefully she perks up by the weekend’s end, but if not, I will definitely take her to see the doggy doctor. Poor baby.
I saw an old, old friend of mine yesterday in the nearby Big City that I hope to make my home soon. This is a friend with whom I was close in high school and college and then things just drifted. I kind of put that on religious/ideological differences, but who knows, really? So, over lunch I had to go through a much abbreviated version of “what happened,” as we hadn’t been friends for a while before X and I even got together. She did refer to X as a “sociopath” more than once, however, which kind of took me aback to hear it put that way, but is probably true. It’s just weird to hear it in such a professional way. (She’s an attorney and this seems to be more her kind of language than the social-worky–yes, it’s a word, I promise–descriptions I’ve been used to.) Apparently this whole re-hashing was tougher on me than I thought, as I was kind of in the doldrums the rest of the day, but didn’t realize it until after I got home.
I really realized it this morning after waking up from crazy X-filled dreams. I do dream about him sometimes, but normal kind of stuff, like we’re together, but nothing weird, like we’re at the movies or something. I mean, I’d rather not have even that, but that’s better than last night’s craziness. I was back together with him, and had to tell him to his face I was leaving him (which never actually happened in real life), then later we were sleeping in bed together and I was trying to avoid having him touch me…there was other stuff, too, which is now in that misty post-dream place and kind of hard for me to put words to. Disconcerting dreams. But very nice to wake up and Miss Famous was there and not Mr. X.
Today feels better, blue skies and all that. There is some good news that I will share once I have some more details. We’re limping, but definitely moving forward.