So the first week at the new job has gone well. I have a gorgeous office that overlooks a used car lot and the main street in the area that I work in. If you're ever in the market for a car, I can let you know what they've got going on there. I am cackling with glee!

I have to say my Sunrise-less live has been pretty good work-wise. However, the Separation Anxiety King has been pretty difficult.

Navy D came over on Tuesday and was all sorts of keyed up. I was kind of pissed too because he sent me a random text that said that he was waiting on a phone call from the lawyer about his upcoming divorce. No mention of us hanging out, and history is that when these phone calls do not go well he gets upset and either backs out of our plans or something else. So I returned his text and was basically like are we hanging out? WTF? He proceeded to call me like 6 times! I was not in the mood to speak to him. He showed up so he stayed out of my way, and we both decompressed. After about ten minutes, we watched MTV series "The hills" because I didn't feel like speaking to anyone. This was good because I could relax and prepare to chat with him. So I was pretty upset about the Spike thing and I didn't really cry or have closure at Sunrise. So I started to cry about stupid shit. We had a chat and I told him the tears were not about him. We came to a resolution... He's in KY for the next week...

Tuesday morning he left. Apparently in the separation anxiety stuff that I read up on again this week, they say that your dog identifies who ranks where in the pack. We always joke that in Spike's mind I am the Alpha, Spike is the Beta and Dave is well the underling. So the underling left the pack without Spike's permission. Today seems to be better and I am hoping that separation anxiety drugs have kicked in so that my Aunt and Uncle who are watching him will not have a trouble...

In any event. I hope you're all doing well!

SB