No time to think!
There have been back-to-back birthdays to prepare for, (including her own this week)- Critters to teach, referee, and entertain, hubby not feeling well, Psycho Sheba (cat) next door trying to take over our house, Christmas gifts to make (and wrap)- baking, planning, and cleaning.
Then there’s Sushi and cute little me. The schedule has changed, routine has changed, and everything else on earth has changed. No wonder the Can Opener rarely takes time to play with me!
BUT she did yesterday! She knows I love paper bags, and sparkly, shiny things and ribbons and bows and GOLF BALLS – and BOXES!
I had so much fun- I was sure that when I kicked the golfball to her on her yoga mat today as she was getting ready for her workout- (not yoga)- that she was going to tell me she couldn’t play with me yet. But she DIDN’T!
And right when I start to think she has forgotten to take care of herself, she starts to work out. Great. I’d rather play. But she tells me that she can’t afford to not work out with all the stress in her life and I try my best to give her the look to make her feel guilty….
Maybe I’ll stop making her feel guilty… for now.
Sometimes I think our Human is so busy taking care of everyone else that she forgets to take care of herself too.