Comments of the random sort

Doggle is finally learning to play a little bit.

• I’ve been chasing him around the yard when we travel to places that have yards, and he chases me in turn. Hilarity.
• He is crap at visual recognition. He couldn’t figure out that he’d knocked his toy under a piece of furniture and in his panic to find a toy, any toy, he ran to a pile of towels and tried to pick them up.  No, dear, those aren’t for you.

Once in a while, I fondly look at my husband and wonder: how did we end up together? We’re so different.

• He loves Groundhog Day. I haaaaate that movie. I didn’t have an opinion on Bill Murray until that film and to this day, I have a near-allergic reaction to his character’s smarminess.
• His love of Coming to America baffles me just as much. But it doesn’t bother me.
• He’s a compulsive cleaner. I’m comfortable with cyclical cleaning or cleaning as stress relief. I did grow up stomping about barns, after all.

The new horizon is so bright and shiny. It was hell on the innards traipsing my way to the conclusion and Things To Come. But so worth it.

• A new thing to learn: pacing myself. I am so very bad at this.
• I have added at least one, sometimes two! walks to my day. That’s pretty good for a new routine where I could have backslid into none.

• This is true because I missed a credit card bill. Called to have the late fee waived but not within minutes.
• Karen, regular reader, tells me that HSBC notified her of intent to implement a $12 inbound transfer fee which we both think is crap. I’m not a customer though I was considering opening an account there – wonder if they followed through.
• Very happy about the salary bump though not ready to start the calculations of how far away we still are from a refinance and a small yard.

I suspect I just have brain overload at the moment – too many commitments and for the first time, my survival doesn’t depend on knowing where every penny lives. My gut still doesn’t love that idea though so it’s taking note.