rip fluffy

Last night was tough. It's been a long road for fluff and she was 17 years old, needless to say I guess it was her time. For me a very sad day. She's been a part of my life since I can remember and with animals I feel it's somewhat similar to people. When my grandma past away it was extremely sad, she was very old and really couldn't do much. It's hard seeing people that way and I tend to forget what they were like when they weren't because it's been so long. It was the same way with Fluff. This past year she has just kept withering away, not able to walk, losing a ton of weight, struggling to get around and then yesterday we found out she had fluid in her lungs. Her breathing became very labored and we just knew it was time for her to go. I feel like she's in a better place, but she was a companion and one that I could cuddle with when I wanted to. This sucks...

moving on

I'm not sure what it is, but I'm having a hard time moving on. Some people just always seem to disappoint no matter how much you hope they'll figure it out. I just don't get it. I guess it holds true "When people walk away from you; let them go. Your destiny is never tied to anyone who leaves you. It doesn't mean you should hate them. It just means their part in your story is over."

feelin' good

Well I'm not quite sure how it worked out, but tonight at the gym was physically and for the first time mentally productive. It seemed easy, so I'm thinking that I just may have eased myself back into the routine. 70 days and counting, as long as my knees hold up, I'll just have to deal with the mental battle. So thankful that the weekend is fast approaching! 

time

There seriously is just not enough time in the day to get everything done.