My head hurts.
So. Life seems to be throwing me lemons at the moment. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not feeling sorry for myself. I *know* first hand that it could be worse.
But, it’s pretty bad right now.
Donna and Justice moved in last Sunday — All was fine with the world. Lots of boxes everywhere… But, I was prepared for that. Upheaval. Check… Prepared for that, too. Dog barking every time the movers came in and out of the place, okay. I can deal with that. Poor Justice. Stress for everyone.
Then, things calmed down. Donna crawled over her boxes to find the essentials… We settled in. I took her to dinner to welcome her to the new home. All good.
Monday rolls around — Donna elects to stay home and integrate, explore the neighbourhood some. I *so* get that! But, that day, she’s starting to notice that Justice is really having a hard time adjusting. That night, we geek out, play some X-Box, and have a quiet evening. Things seem to be calming down.
Until Tuesday arrives. Donna leaves for work, and the dog is closed into her room as we agreed. Seems reasonable. But, the dog is panicking — Barking, whining, scratching at the floor. This is all before I even get out of bed. By the time I’m leaving for work, I’ve been into the room to calm her down several times, and grooves are forming on the floor where Justice is freaking out.
Oh no. Not good. I call Donna… Who told me to put a towel or carpet under the door and she’d be home at lunch to crate the dog. Okay… I’m thinking. I hope she gets home for an early lunch.
I get home at 5:20pm to let the dog out of her crate, and my heart falls to my feet. There’s serious, deep scratches on the floor, and the dog had been barking from the moment I got off the elevator. Now not only is the dog in a panic, so am I.
After much thought, and watching the dog pace the condo and whine and bark… I knew that this situation wasn’t going to work.
When I got home from my dinner with friends that night, I had to let Donna know that she’d have to find another arrangement. This totally sucked for me for so many reasons… 1) I was really looking forward to a cool roommate 2) I love dogs 3) I was missing out on a month’s worth of rent because I’m stuck in this place paying $2000 a month by myself for at least another month (March 31) until the lease expires and 4) There would be no cool roommate for the new place.
Obviously, I wasn’t going to make Donna leave immediately… It was only fair to give her over a month to find another place. But, I couldn’t afford to take the chance of more damage being done, or a noise complaint that would have me out on my ass with no notice, and still obligated to pay for 2 month’s rent. There was no ideal alternative. This was just a completely FUBAR’ed predicament no matter which way I looked at it.
DAMNED IT. …Off to work, where I have more stress, and deadlines that are screaming at me. I hope you are having a better week than I am!
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Gah!
I’ve got no words for ya babe – except hang in there – it’s got to get better!
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Yep, that’s my hope, plea, wish… What the hell did I do for this kinda karma?
Really looking forward to seeing ya tomorrow night!!!!!
Yipes, you just can’t catch a break, eh?
I’ll buy you a drink tomorrow night.
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It’s been weird karma this year since October for quite a few folks I know…hopefully things will brighten up soon for everyone!
you could lock the dog up on the balcony. :-p
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That’s a really tough break. =Given the extremely low vacancy rates out there, you should be able to find someone to fill the space very soon. Best of luck.
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Hey Jonathon…
Actually, I have to move in 2 months (lease wasn’t renewed — see below) so I’ll be looking for 1.5 bedrooms for myself now. And, actually, the vacancy rate for mid-range places is very high, actually. A ton of new buildings just became available, putting a glut on the market for the higher priced places.
I won’t have any problem finding a new place. I was just really looking forward to having a cool roommate and getting a super-sweet 2.5 bedroom place again. Oh well. Sh** happens for a reason. I’m rolling with what fate has delivered.
T: R U going to find a place downtown again? She should join us out in kits (plus you have your fam out here now), it’s where all the fun is… and cute guys down on kits beach….
hey, Tanya – I’ve got 2 daschunds (the lights of my life) and am just wondering -
1. is it possible Justice might calm down in a few days?
2. Could Donna put him in a doggy daycare when she’s not home?
3. Could Donna take a few days off work to help Justice adjust?
This seems to have gone from A to Z really fast. I wonder if things could work out with some creativity on Donna’s part.
Hope things work out in the end, Tanya!
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So sorry things aren’t going well right now. I hope things will be looking up very soon!
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Tanya,
I went to Vancouver Bloggers Meetup hoping to meet you but you weren’t there. I did meet some great bloggers – Jonathon Narvey, Monica Hamburg, Isabella Mori, Ronald, Richard (from JustAGwailo), Karen Fung, Jon Biehler, Shane, etc. I liveblogged it (photographs and all!) — I hope you like it.
And you are on my thoughts and prayers. I hope things will work out for you. That’s coming very sincerely from the bottom of my heart.
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Oh Tanya. That sucks…and I wish I could offer more than words. As I read your entry, I kept thinking about our pooch, and how he also has, um, separation issues. He was neglected and/or abused by his first owners. So he doesn’t do the alone thing very well. Freaks out, damages things, the works.
We cope by virtue of the fact that I work at home now, so the aloneness is minimized. And we either crate him (up to an hour or two) or limit him to the kitchen with the already-well-worn-in floor (longer periods) when we’re away.
I firmly believe that truly good people are tested, often more than they’d like. It’s the only way I can accept when my friends go through life turbulence that would shake lesser people. You’re anything but lesser, and I know you’ll navigate this OK, too.
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