My Time

Day 364:

I have cleaned and cleaned and yet I feel as though it never lasts. That pile of papers I keep sorting seems to magically grow as if it has roots in the recycling bin, continually producing more and more. I find myself frustrated at times that the house isn't that clean and my towels aren't all folded and pressed and sprayed with linen mist. I love beauty and I love to have it in my life, but sometimes obtaining it distracts me from actually enjoying it.

A few weeks ago while I was way my husband was given a dog. I have never been a dog person nor have I ever wanted a dog. I couldn't understand why someone would want something else to have to clean up after and to have to take care of. Even though my heart was heavy with the surmounting list, that was accumulating in my mind, that new little puppy crawled its way into our home and into my heart.

She in many ways has been a blessing to me. In just a few short weeks i find myself dragging my tired limbs out of bed and pulling on a hat to cover up the fro that had been creating itself all night and head toward her kennel. Each morning that little dog waits for me and wags her tail so hard that her body twists and turns. I grab her collar and head for the door whether rain or shine we head to the grass patch behind our apartment for a pee and then head on over to grass spot number two to take a number two. It is quite the process and has become my new routine. Who knew picking up a morning poop would ever come before brushing my own teeth.

But she has taught me some small and at the same time something huge. She taught me to take time for her and in turn I have been learning to take time for me. For example writing this blog. If I can make time for numerous potty breaks and doggie doo doo bags I can take enough time for me to simply be. Even if it is for only 10 minutes.