Guess Who’s Baaa-aaack!!

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Hey y’all!

So, if you don’t follow me on Instagram, you may not know that yesterday, Easter Sunday, I got my puppy boy back. 🙂 🙂 🙂

You know how, when I got him, I broke down the day? Well… yeah. So, Easter Sunday. 🙂

6.00: wake up and get ready. 

I thought it was 5:00 when I woke up. Didn’t really mess with my schedule–still got mostly everything done that I wanted to, but I could’ve sworn my phone said 5:00 when I got up. It said 6:30 when I got back down from brushing my teeth and hair and everything, though, and I know I didn’t take an hour and a half in the bathroom. Oh, well.

7.00: finish reading my designated 30 minutes for the day, head upstairs, and have breakfast.

7:41: Finish writing my designated ~500 words~ for the day. Do an Easter egg hunt with my cousins. Miss my probably-most-obvious egg for a good 5 minutes after I’d found all the others. (eyeroll)

8:00-8:20: Write a bit more. The words were not coming fast, which was kind of extremely annoying, but I went above and beyond what I needed to get out, and I was eagerly awaiting seeing my puppy, so it’s not like I don’t understand, but still. Annoying in the moment.

9.25 I’m told ETA is in about an hour and a half. My aunt was told a while ago that the ETA was in less than an hour. I decide I’ll watch church later so I can give 100% of my attention to Cor and my family, and then 100% to church later, and not divide my attention and, therefore, give, to either, less than the extent they deserve.

9.30-10.00 YouTube videos and audiobook with phone charging so as not to hit 0% battery.

10.00-They should be here in 45. 

…I could’ve watched church, but now I’d have the same problem I was looking to avoid before.

So… some more YouTube and audiobook while crocheting.

10.45- Go outside. Realize how many “black vans” there are, as that’s all I know to look for. They got a new car while I was gone (!!!), so I legitimately don’t know what my family’s car looks like and don’t want to miss it. I ended up doing a lot of stand up, sit down, stand up, sit down, stand… until realizing–only when I saw it–that, oh, yeah, they’ll have the rooftop carrier. So, none of those vans could’ve been the one I was looking for, as none of them had that. That would’ve been helpful to realize beforehand, but, you know what, whatever. Because PUPPY!!!

11:50: Cor and I finish a ‘getting back into the swing of things’ walk, get water, and go to Nana and Papa’s for Easter lunch.

12.00-1.00—sit outside with Cor on a tie out, laughing and talking with my sisters whom I also haven’t seen in three months. 😀

1.05–Tired out from getting all his nervous energy out, Cor lays down next to me, and I get the touches I’ve been starving for for the past quarter year. Don’t get me wrong; I love the hugs and touches of my family, but his are just… they’re different in a way that no human could really duplicate, and I’ve missed them far more than I let myself realize.

1.30–lunch. I forgot how good he is at ‘under’. Or… maybe he’s just so mentally pooped from the travels and changes, and has allowed himself to physically unwind enough, that he’s finally letting himself realize how tired he actually is. (Apparently, he didn’t sleep much in the car, either. >.<)

2.00-2.15–dessert and back outside for a bit more tie-out time, and a bit of a walk around with the rest of the family.

3.55–head back to my aunt’s house.

4:30: curl up for a nap with my puppy. Realize, in this moment, how much I didn’t let myself come to grips with how empty the bed felt without a warm mass by my feet.

5:00: feed Cor.

5:00-7:30: bounce back and forth between inside and outside, hanging out with my puppy, petting him, playing with him, and just watching him sniff around.

7:30-8:15: Come in, get ready for bed.

8:15-9:00: Play board games with my sister and cousin while Cor curls up on the bed, snoozing.

9:00: Call it a night and go to bed.

Puppy pictures(!!!):

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Y’all, it’s so weird. I know, two days ago, he wasn’t here, and I hadn’t had him around for three months, but I feel like those three months never happened–that he’s always been here. There’s something about his very presence, and I can’t stop grinning when I see him. For anyone reading this who has either recently gotten their puppy back from such a time, I am so happy for you! For anyone who is currently going through the separation, you’ll make it through this, and when you get your friend and partner back, they will be a totally new dog, ready to take on the world with you once more. You’ve got this, friends.

You were not born to fail. <3

–Lauryn