Full to the brim

June 20, 2009 at 3:29 pm (Depression, schmepression, Things I done did)

I am feeling antisocial today. I had plans to go and see a play with my friends, but I canceled. There are times when I get cranky just thinking about being in the vicinity of people and today is one of those.

I’ve always wondered if my solitary bouts are normal. It is not a preference, it is a need to be alone and do my own thing; and when I get into this frame of mind if someone impinges on my wishes (even it is myself) I get cranky. Example, yesterday I had planned to spend curled up on my sofa, reading a good book.  But a very dear friend of mine was not feeling well, and had no one else to turn to, so we spent a couple of hours hanging out together and talking. By the end I was unbearably cranky and feeling resentful. Worst of all, I took my anger out on Tai (I yelled at her at some length, but then she had also peed on the carpet, again), and felt really guilty about it afterwards.

There are times when dealing with people leaves me drained and I need to recharge. I never understood why some people are so scared to be alone. I love the feeling of  serenity that can come over you while sitting with your dog and reading a good book, or drinking some hot cocoa while watching trashy tv. Sometimes the best company can be yourself.

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No means NO

June 8, 2009 at 3:20 pm (Tai) (, )

I have been told that when I am disciplining Tai, I should be more stern. Apparently with dogs, the tone of your voice is more important than what you actually say, and according to my roomate, my no’s are enveloped in love and butterflies and sweetness and light because they don’t sound forceful enough. So now, I am practicing with everyone.

Friend: Do you want to go see “Land of the Lost” tonight?.
Me: Umm… no.
Friend: It’s Will Ferrell, it should be good, come on…
Me: NO!

Roomie: Do you want some of this [awesomely delicious] dinner that I cooked?
Me: NO! [hah! I can say no like the best of ... wait, did I just say no to a home cooked meal?]

Tai: me wants food! scratch, scratch, whimper, scratch…
Me: NO!
Tai: looks at me with that adorable puppy face, sighs and walks away.
Me: [Yes!]

I am so proud of myself. Over saying ‘no’ to my dog – but hey, it’s the little victories.

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