I’m feeling a little nervous right now, as my puppy—okay, so she’s almost six months old, so maybe not a puppy anymore—is getting spayed today. I am ALWAYS anxious when my dogs have to be put under, not to mention have major surgery. I know it’s the right thing to do, and that she’ll be fine, they do this all the time…but still. Last night and this morning I was determined to act normal, but of course I couldn’t stop picking her up and petting her and fussing and eventually she just got fed up with all my clinginess and huffed off to the other side of the room to escape it. What can I say, she’s a tough cookie. Much more so than me. She’s probably breezing through the surgery as I write this, while I sit here fretting. And this is just my DOG. When I have kids, I think I’ll be such a worrywart I’ll never let them leave the house. They’ll grow up all pale and weak, squinting in bright light and completely hypersensitive.
Okay, so maybe it won’t be THAT bad.
In other news, it’s Friday, and I’m looking forward to a quiet weekend. Next weekend I have many big goings-on, I’m throwing a party, family is coming into town, it’s all nuts, so I am determined to take these next two days and just relax. Maybe I’ll pick up a new book. I just finished reading The Kite Runner, which had been recommended to me by just about every single person I know: I liked it, and I see why it’s so popular. But it was one of those things where it was hyped SO much there’s no way it could live up. Still, it was a book unlike those that I normally read, and it’s always good to delve into something different. On that note, I also have the disc one of the first season of Desperate Housewives, a show I think I am most likely the only person not watching right now. Again, there is SO much hype, I’m not sure it can deliver. But we’ll see. I felt the same way about The O.C., and avoided it, but then got sucked in mid-season and now I love it (although last night was a little slow…maybe they’re working up to something big next week?).
Maybe there’s a theme here. Maybe, this weekend should be all about giving things the benefit of the doubt. Believing that yes, something can be as good as everyone says, and not disappoint. Maybe I’ll have an entire epiphany, and be changed for the better….
…or maybe not. Still, it’s better than sitting around obsessing about my dog, right?
Right. Bring on the housewives. I need a diversion!