Hiiiiiii. I have nothing exciting to say. I’m doing very well. I’m a happy camper. Still a little bit bummed about Leo’s banana costume — and thank you to all of you who offered to stop by your local Target for a version in his size — but I realized that right downstairs from me there is a dry cleaners that also does alterations. I may take it in there and see what they’d charge to have the little hat part sized properly for him. I think we can make the body portion work.
I also took Leo to daycare today. It’s hard, now that it’s cold and dark, to give him a lot of exercise and socialization every day. In the summers, we sit up on the roof deck for hours at night and he plays with the other dogs, and we go to the dog park on the weekends. In the fall and winter, that doesn’t happen. We do go on walks and he gets to run around the deck and play fetch, but it’s not the same as the playtime he gets in the summer. I’ve been feeling really bad for him. So today I took him — just for the afternoon — to his boarding place for puppy daycare. They said he spent the first half an hour in the corner being scared, but then he perked up and had a grand old time. They said he made a lot of friends. And I felt less guilty about spending the day in the office. So Leo may be spending more of his afternoons in daycare. I’m getting more comfortable with the idea of parting with him for several hours a day. I think it’s probably healthier for both of us. We still spend like 75% of our day joined at the hip, so it’s not like he’s not being parented or something.
I am also trying a new approach to curing my nightly sugar cravings. The approach goes like this: I just eat a lot of sugar at night. If I just eat a Hostess cupcake and a cookie and a mini Butterfinger bar, I don’t have to eat like 20 cups of rice trying to satisfy my sugar cravings. I don’t know that it’ll be better for my weight or my blood sugar levels in the long run, but it sure as hell makes me feel less insane.
