For most of the past week, I had to work under constant stress. The record was a working day of 30 hours. In my youth, I easily coped with such situations, but now the lack of sleep has become a difficult test for me. I've finally made sure that I can't work at night anymore, my brain just refuses to do it.
It was not easy for my dogs either. They're used to me being around the clock. But now they had to learn to entertain themselves. I must say that they did a good job. In the sense that they almost didn't ruin the house 😁
I have already realised that in this rhythm of work my only salvation will be minimalism. My task now is to remove everything superfluous from the rooms so that any cleaning is minimised.
But I have to admit that no matter how difficult this week is, I have an even more difficult period ahead of me. When I look at my work plans for November, I'm ready to panic. Of course I can handle it. I tell myself that this is just a difficult period that will have to be gone through. I hope that December will be more light, and in January I will have a vacation.
This is a big advantage of my job - 56 days of vacation. I divide it into two parts - 26 days in winter and 30 days in summer. It gives me two good pauses that allow me to regain my strength. After all, waiting for a year or six months is a big difference.
Of course, my vacation will not be complete idle. I intend to deal with current problems. Five of my dogs have to be examined by a vet.
I still can't lose hope of getting into Dobroopark. It's a location 30 km from my house. Every season there is a wonderful exhibition of thematic landscapes. I'm determined to go there, but unfortunately the weather doesn't give me that opportunity yet. However, I don't give up and keep waiting. It's important here that the good weather coincides with the day when I have enough time. It's a really difficult task.
And yet, despite all the difficulties, despite the chronic lack of time, I do not regret the changes in my life that are happening now. I am sure that I will cope and will be able to gradually adjust the life of my house and my big dog family.
And finally, I want to share one more news. Our family has been replenished with another unfortunate dog. Her owner died, and the heirs simply threw the poor thing out into the street. This story echos the story of Nora, who appeared in my house two months ago. In the photo you can see that the dogs themselves are very similar. I wouldn't be surprised if it turns out that they are relatives. I named the new Ami Mia. Now she is gradually getting used to her new home.
