WORD

This weekend is full of getting out of my comfort zone. Today it's planned to officially move into Ryan's house! I've been pseudo living with him for a while, but today it's the real deal. 

On top of all that, I've been on a dog hunt. Ever since my beloved weenie dog, Oscar, died in April there's been a huge hole in my heart. I miss him so much, he was a mainstay of my life for 14 years. Moving on has been difficult - many random outbursts of crying (I'm a sap) and looking for him in my mind before remembering. I've decided that I wanted a new dog to grow with, but finding a dog has proven way harder than I anticipated. I'm extremely picky, this is a huge commitment. Shelters are extremely picky, it's a huge commitment. We've just haven't met on the same page yet - but I keep trying. It's my comfort zone to try a little and then if it doesn't work, give up. But honestly that's such a dumb way of thinking. So I will keep trying and the right pup will come into my life. 

I'm reminded of when I was dating, and how I met Ryan. I went on date after date, nothing would spark. I felt defeated and wanted to give up on dating for a long time. Ryan had asked me out, I cancelled one date so I felt compelled to go. I met him and I was just smitten. It happens when you least expect it but when you most need it. 

{photo by Ryan McCauley, words by Laniebird}