All that stressing I did the past several months was, of course, for nothing. Good job, brain. I got sick after the move because of all that useless stressing.
I was worried about the apartment and my deposit being returned. I cleaned up and spruced up the apartment so well that barely anything got charged after the inspection. Our last bit of rent also got refunded because someone rented our apartment quickly. All that was taken from us in the end was $300. 👍
The drive over, which was a bit nerve wracking at first, was completely smooth. 14 hours in total, 2 of which we were stuck in crawl due to some accident that occurred earlier. Sean made it especially easy by being my co-pilot and having a GPS that didn’t think we were in the middle of France (thanks a lot old iPhone 5s.) When we finally reached my parents home, it felt like all the baggage I had been carrying the past two years just crumbled off.
We were greeted by 70 °F/21.11 °C weather. They claimed we brought the cold from the north, lol, and said to enjoy it while it lasted. Once summer hits, it’ll be like it was when I frolicked outside my grandparents home in the Philippines. Humidity and heat galore. Sean will hate it.
The area we moved to is very laid back. So laid back that it only took 20 minutes at the DMV to get my new license. The downside to this is that the job market is also laid back. There is growth but it’s slow. Sean may have to choose a retail job until a position in a job he truly wants is available again. I say “again” because he just missed this mass hiring for technicians that occurred the months prior.
I notified USCIS of the move, and learned all the things we’ll have to do should he have to extend the extension on his current green card. Vermont was where his case was held until the move. The pending time for cases there is up to 12 months. We only reached month ten. They are most likely transferring his case to California which handles the conditional residents located in Florida. Sadly, California’s office takes up to 15 months for a case. I have a feeling we’ll definitely have to renew his green card extension.
We’ve settled in pretty comfortably. I still have a mountain of things to sort through. I tried to get rid of what I could before moving but my mom was adamant about being present when sorting what I’m selling and what I’m donating. So there’s still a lot of crap in the garage.
The title of this post refers to silly things now that concern us. Mainly the potty training of a yorkie-poodle pup that just doesn’t seem to be sinking in. She is 9 months old. We received her at 4 months. She understood that peepads meant potty but also thought rugs mean potty. We’ve corrected her multiple times when she thought it was okay to peepoops inside the house. And rewarded her when she went outside. But she still thinks it’s okay to go inside. She had been making progress this past week but today she blew it all out the window.
The morning started out perfect. Took all three doggos out to go bathroom. They all did there peepoops and we went back inside to nap another hour before we make them brekky. The mayhem started when I let out the dogs again after our nap and brekky.
Buddy went crazy and decided to bark his head off at the dog next door to us who was also out to do his business. He was so consumed with his manly barking and bucking that he shredded mom’s plants in the process. She was upset. I was upset. I scolded him and brought him back inside. Honey thought she could continue his barkfest and returned to where Buddy had been and barked her head off. She was supposed to go potty again but was too distracted.
She spent the rest of the time running in circles and escaping me. When I finally got her back inside and laid her on the bed, she pees. Luckily, I had her training diaper on. Sean scolded her immediately. But then she also decided to make a tiny poo and Sean missed his chance to scold her.
Today is boot camp now. She’s currently in the smaller crate we own. When it’s time for designated peepoops I will let her outside to do her thing, give her a treat when she does her thing, and let her run off some energy. Until then, she will remain beside me in her crate throughout the day.
It didn’t have to be this way, Honey. You were doing so well but now I have to make it stick in your oblivious brain. I really wish you weren’t so slow, lol.
On a lighter note, here are the three musketeers reunited on the first night we arrived. It was a peaceful and happy night, lol.