A Big Responsibility

When you grow up, you get thrust different types of responsibilities. And these responsibilities, in my opinion, have different levels of difficulty.

You’ve got a responsibility to be a decent human being, which somehow some people find this difficult. Trust me, it isn’t.

You’ve also got the responsibility of going to work and doing a good job, like finishing your tasks in an acceptable manner. Depending on said job, the difficulty here can vary.

Yet, later in life there are bigger responsibilities that you need to be able to accomplish every day to the best of your ability. These responsibilities are running a household, or having children. Those, I classify a little higher on the difficulty scale. It doesn’t come easy, you usually have a huge learning curve to be able to manage those types of responsibilities.

Now you might be thinking, where is she going with this? Is… Is she going to have a child?!? No, no goodness no. Not yet at least, I’d like to believe I have a few more years before that happens. No, what I’m trying to get at is that my significant other and I have recently brought on a new responsibility in our lives that surprised us, in a good way.

At first, I knew it would be a difficult responsibility and I was right, it was actually really hard to get used to it the first few days, but we’ve gotten pretty good at our schedule change. Our priorities have shifted immensely.

We got a dog. We adopted a rescue dog from Louisiana, who had a rough start at life. But he’s the sweetest thing so we decided now was the time to bring this family of 2, to a family of 3.

His name was Huey, but he never listened to that name so we’ve renamed him to Winston! He’s 2 years old, and he’s the sweetest thing. Full of energy, needs to learn a bit of discipline, but all around good dog that is fitting in really well with us. We’ve had him for 1 month as of today. I mean just look at him!

He’s a heeler mix. Basically the perfect herding or hunting dog and we’ve already fallen in love with the guy. We knew it would be a lot of work, but we were ready for the challenge and I think its safe to say we’ve succeeded so far as dog parents.

Since he’s a rescue dog, he has a few health problems. The first being heartworms, very common thing found in dogs rescued from the states, especially southern ones. He also had a nasty cough when we first had him, but that’s cleared up now.

You see, a dog is a big responsibility because this is a living breathing creature that lives for your attention and love. It can’t care for itself. It can’t let itself out to go do its business, it also can’t tell you when its feeling ill or wanting something.

I’m not saying having a dog is the same as having a child, but mildly. Also, having a dog isn’t cheap. You can’t just neglect visits to the vet, and those visits are extremely pricey. So don’t go into it thinking your dog will be the healthiest thing ever and he doesn’t need to go to the vet, because you’re wrong. Things happen, dogs get sick and you need to be prepared to deal with those situations as they come to you. (cats too!)

But a dog was a great idea, he brightens up the mood when we’re home alone and makes us laugh because he is just so goofy. If you feel like your life could use a pick me up, and you feel you could handle all the responsibilities that come with having a dog, then you should do it! It’s very rewarding.



Almost done my exams!!!!


Latin is very difficult. I have my last exam tonorrow morning and then i finally get to relax… Kind of. Im working like a crazy person lately and im basically forcing my body to stay healthy until monday night. After that, i don’t even care if i’m sick. I am just so proud of myself! First semester of university was tough, i just need to push myself a little more and i will be done!!!

My saviour!

On Friday, I was really busy. This was my schedule.

8:45 – Quiz in economics that I forgot about

9:50 – French (I read the entire time)

11:00 – Physics (surprisingly, I enjoy physics, we’re learning how to calculate projectiles.)

Here starts the crazy part.

12:00 – Pass the cafeteria line to get my food because I’m on the student council and we were organizing an activity for the other students later on.

– Realized that I needed to go get my graduation robe for my grad pictures so I ran to get that done first.

– Realized that I needed to take over the secretary position while she went for her lunch. I always cover for her on Fridays and I had just forgotten. That means I had to skip the activity.

1:00 – Went to Theatre class (we all ended up dancing by the end of it.)

2:00 – Signed out of school at the office. Secretary told me to take my time because I was rushing.

2-05 – Got home with the truck, gathered stuff I needed for work (vest,black socks, shirt, dress pants, shoes) Grabbed wallet and Halloween makeup.

2-10 – Jumped in the truck and headed for town

2:28 – Ran into the bookstore, said hello and threw everything into a locker. Said bye.

2-30 – Got to my hair appointment

3:45 – Got to my makeup appointment, paid, said thank, you left.

3:50 – Got into truck and headed for the photographer’s place.

3:55 – Got in right away for appointment.

4:30 – Grad pictures all done. I looked great. Paid, said thank you, left.

4:40 – Still couldn’t merge back on the highway, too many cars.

4:50 – Got back to the mall. Grabbed something to eat, headed for work.

5:00 – Ate like a madman.

5:10 – Signed into work, get dressed worked.

6:00 – Sore throat, went to pharmacy, asked for strongest stuff. Survived.

9:15- Done work, went to pick up my friend Lyanne. We then drove to her house.

9:20- Got ready for the dance, I transformed into a zombie.

9:40- Left for the school because there was a dance.

10- Arrived at the dance.

12:00- Dance is done, I am tired. Dad drives me home.

Soooooo, on Saturday morning, I am crazy sick it’s ridiculous.I went to the hospital for some antibiotics and had to cancel work and slept for a good 12 hours.

This is what saved me :

                     There is just something in this that makes anyone feel better. It’s magical.