Two More Days

I haven't heard from the dog training facility since last Tuesday.
I kept thinking they were going to text me every 2-3 days but realized I read their instructions incorrectly.
They were going to text me after the first 2-3 days, then radio silence until the call.
The call when they tell me his progress.
I got the call last night.

So what's new?

Oh hey.

It's been a spell, hasn't it?

I didn't mean to not blog this week, fully intended to....on Thursday.
And then I almost* shit my pants with an onslaught of some type of gastro-intestinal flu that has left me without an appetite or the energy to do anything since.

What's my Score? 7.4

And guess what?
It's not that great.
Not terrible, but it needs to be better.

I knew this. But now I have documented proof that I'm a little broken.

So what am I talking about?

Boot Camp

Boot camp is a term used to submerge an individual into transforming themselves for the better.
We typically think of boot camp as a sort of intense training for weight loss and/or muscle building.
Most people would fare to agree that this type of training sets you up for a life time of quality life skills, both mental and physical.

A lot of times boot camp comes into play when you have been trying to make positive changes for yourself or others, but can't seem to quite get it right.

It's a time to reach out for help, knowing you can flourish if you just had someone else to motivate you enough to make a difference.
Having a team of people that are not emotionally attached to you....forcing you to make a difference in yourself...for the better.

Some people do it for fun, regardless of results.
A chance to connect with friends or make new, long lasting relationships.

Nothing wrong with that....but it's a huge commitment and not one that I would personally take so lightly.

The majority feel as though boot camp is meant to consolidate the work into long and intense days, knowing the results and success will come quicker (that's what she said).

So am I participating in Boot Camp?

No.

Sorry. Not meaning to brag, but I am a pretty good self-motivator and can keep myself in check.

It's for my dog.

Morning

I was woken up, very early this morning, by the sound of a door being closed from the bathroom.
I think it was around 1am.

I'm a light sleeper.
Have been ever since we brought Crash home.
It took me nearly an hour to fall back asleep as I had endless premonitions of my dogs running into the street and getting hit by a car. And then, consequently, trying to relax my heart beat and dry a couple tears on my pillow.

Just as I was finally drifting back off to sleep, Cat comes up into Bayou's bed and starts talking, like he always does, at 3am.
Talking talking talking.
I am talking back to him like is a human.
"Be quiet cat."
"It's too early."