Peteyfoozer’s Journey (because journaling’s not enough)

[peteyfoozer]

Boone praying the next leg of our trip is short. Really short.

 

[Baymule]

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I nearly spit my coffee out!

 

[peteyfoozer]

I got everything repacked in the house and ready to go in the Burb as soon as the divider shows up. I’m praying it gets here today!
Then I can reorganize the Burb and pack everything where I can find it so I can head to Lebec to see my son tomorrow

Boone is doing an outstanding job bringing me my meds. He got off the living room couch, went across the room, around Matt and got them off the kitchen table for me, bringing them all the way to me without my having to get up.
This is a HUGE accomplishment for him!!

 

[fuzzi]

I am so very thankful that I never developed a taste for coffee... or the NEED for the caffeine to get me going in the morning... as evidenced by everyone that "dies" for their first cup in the morning... Bless all of your hearts.

I developed my coffee habit as a restaurant employee who was up at 4am to get the diner open at 6am. Over the years I quit sugar/sweeteners, cream (lactose intolerant), and learned to avoid Starbucks like the plague.

I drink an average of three cups per day, but I use a small cup, so about 20oz total. I can function well without it, but prefer to sit and plan my day with a warm mug of strong black java.

I have several clinical studies posted by my office on the benefits of drinking coffee, including lower cancer rates.

 

[peteyfoozer]

 

[Baymule]

It was sugars first cousin, CHOCOLATE!

 

[Baymule]

For Boone to navigate to another room in a strange house, with people he’s only known a few days, get your meds and come ALL THE WAY BACK TO YOU, that’s just phenomenal.

 

[Mini Horses]

He did better than I probably would have!

 

[peteyfoozer]

I got the barrier installed so Boone has to stay in back seat, got all but one bag packed and ready to go tomorrow.
We decided to take the burb to store and test the barrier. As soon as we turned it on, there was a “bang” like a gunshot, thick smoke pouring out tailpipe instantly, smells like gas so strong we almost gagged and the engine sounds like baseball card in bicycle spokes.
. I’m shattered. I don’t even know what to think, pray, nothing. I can’t function at the moment, hoping Randy will call with a solution.
This sucks.

 

[peteyfoozer]

Ugh! Boone is still holding a grudge against Curly. They’ve been going over take-downs in front of him and like too many guys, adopt predatory stance when Boone is warning because they think he’s playing.
I cannot get them to understand the LGD’s are NOT like other dogs. I can’t win. I have to stay in the room with him, tie him to me or stay outside in the dark with him before he thinks he needs to take matters into his own hands.
Between this stinking car and this, I am not feeling good at all. I can’t will away the anxiety Prayers are coveted