Having a 62 pound puppy when you’ve only had small dogs (and meant to this time, too) can be a lot. Well, it is a lot to live with 62 pounds of muscle, licking tongue, leaping legs and energy that both inspires envy and hiding. Today she decided to take a good afternoon nap and gave us a much needed Labor Day break. Got to watch almost an entire movie without stopping every 7 minutes. Self care was letting go of constant ‘what’s she doing now’ and just chilling while she napped in another room. Halfway through my 30 days and so far I’m finding I want more self care time every day. It feels good and right.
