Too Young

Matt got a phone call that nobody wants to get. His friend who is 31 and has been friends with Matt since Jr High died. It is hard to see someone you love cry.
Know I had only met this guy once, but Matt and him were inseparable before we met. Jerome (his friend) was on a different path than Matt so they did not hang out a whole lot, but still talked. I was not quite as sad as Matt since I did not know him that well, but it hit home.

I am 31 and 31 is way too young to die. I know when I turned 31 I thought wow I am old, but when you think of it in terms of a life ending, it is really young. Then I thought, that would leave Patrick motherless. Can you imaginge at the age of 13 losing your mother? Kind of sad to think.

After thinking this I gave Patrick a big hug and told him I am glad he is my son. He did look at me like I was crazy, but I siezed the moment. That moment could have slipped by and I would have missed it. Life is way too short and for some it is shorter than others.

School

What I miss about school....
The end of the semester in December. That means that we were heading into Christmas and I did not have school for 2 sometimes 3 weeks. While I was working at Big Brothers Big Sisters I didn't have to work that week if I did not want to so that meant a 2 week break.
So now that I have joined the working world and no longer have the Christmas break I am thinking "what the hell did I do?" why did I ever graduate???
I am finding it pretty hard to stay motivated this week (hence the writing on my blog, I am doing it at work). It took me a while to think about it, but I am usually done with school and enjoying the break. Why would anyone ever graduate?
The working world is not all it is cracked up t0 be. I think in my next life I will never grow up. (no I don't believe that I will have 2 lives)

Pets

Who would have thought that I would have been one of those people who are so attached to their pets? How do people get that attached?

Last night about 11PM Bogie decided he needed to go out. Well I did not want to go with him so I let him out leaving the door open. He had 3 tags on him. One with his name, one from his rabies shot and one from the pound for his city registration. These tags jingle pretty loudly. So he is outside and I can here him jingle. The jingle gets a little quiter so I call him name. I can here him but barely so I figured he has stopped to do business and that he should be coming back inside soon, which he normally does.
He never comes inside. Behind our house is an alley so I run out there and yell his name, he does not come, I look down the alley and there is no Bogie, just some guy at the end of the alley in the street. It is not like Bogie to not come when I call him. So I run inside to the front door. Sometimes he waits at the front door for someone to let him in. No Bogie.
So I get my shoes on and run out into the alley yelling his name. No jingle, no bogie, nothing. So I run to the end of the alley and around the block yelling his name. It is windy and cold and I am yelling pretty loudly.
When I get back to the other end of the alley I think I am going to have to wake Matt up to have him help me. I am scared and sick about loosing Bogie. I get to the back door and there is Bogie sitting on the steps. He is scared and shaking and thinks he is in trouble. He would not let me stop petting him because he thought he was in trouble. But it was a little scary!
How did I become one of those weird animal people who go crazy over their dogs?

Laundry

For those of you who were in Awe...
Yes, Matt does laundry and quite well I must add.