on moving a dog to a new home...

For posterity's sake I decided to list the problems that poor Gus has had since we moved to our new apartment a month ago.

*The day we moved in we brought him over to check things out...he pooped on our bedroom floor.

*The day after we moved in...he threw up on the living room floor.  All of our cleaning supplies were still at the old apartment and I could tell that he was going to puke some more.  So, I definitely held him over the toilet while he threw up two more times!

*We live on the third floor, and when we first moved in Gus was terrified of the stairs.  He are pretty sure he has a fear of heights and the stairs and landings are wooden and you can see through the cracks.  We literally had to drag him up and down the stairs every single time we took him out up until about two weeks ago.

*There is a gas fireplace in our living room, one day I kept finding little black pieces of something on the carpet.  I finally caught Gus digging bits of rock out of the fireplace and eating them.  Not a smart idea to eat rocks that have been in a gas fireplace.  He was sick for a few days.  We invested in a fireplace screen.

*About a week after we moved in Ryan came home to find that Gus had gotten into his food.  We estimated that the poor dog had eaten about a week's worth of food in one afternoon.  Needless to say, there was poop and puke everywhere.  Also needless to say, we did not feed him for two days afterwards and he laid around with a swollen belly.  Poor ornery little guy!

*Last week Gus got ahold of a new Netflix DVD and decided to shred the wrapper into a million pieces as well as bite through the DVD.  Yup, we had to pay for that one.

I'm hoping that things level out pretty soon.  This dog is far too spoiled to be acting out!  He sure is cute though!

still moving in.

we have been working on upacking our house today. this is something that i completely despise, but love once it is completed. it's coming along, slowly but surely. i will give you a tour via pictures sometime soon.
we finally got all of the boxes and tubs from the living area consolidated and moved upstairs for storage. gus has no clue what to do now that he can't run and jump over everything. i thought he would be pleased to be able to see where he was going, but i think the poor guys misses the mess. there was lots for him to chew on. :)

home sweet...um, boxes.

so, we're moved in! yay! praise the lord! however, work schedules and exhaustion have made the unpacking a little slow. things are looking better, but the empty boxes are piling up. i can't decide if i want to throw them away or store them in the attic. so for now, they are in the floor. besides, even if i wanted to just throw them away, i have no clue when the trash is picked up at our house... something i must find out soon!

no longer on the verge of being homeless

WE HAVE A PLACE TO LIVE! i am so excited and relieved and thankful! we sign lease papers on monday and then get to move into a beautiful two bed, two bath house with original hardwoods and mature trees and a fence and yes! excited! i do realize that this means that we will be moving again (next week), but i don't even care. because it means that we will be moving things OUT of our storage unit instead of moving them IN the storage unit! i get to use my own dishes again! yay yay yay! pictures to come...

laziness, or forgetfulness, or something.

yeah yeah yeah, we haven't updated in a while. this doesn't mean that we're super busy. it kind of means that life is uneventful. but that's not even true. so, i don't know. sorry.

anyway, i think after this weekend ryan will be home for a week straight, so maybe we'll do something fun and write about it!

since last time we've both gotten to see our in-laws. so that makes me very happy. i love my in-laws and i love my parents, so getting to see them both within about a month span is fantastic! this also means that i've had two mini-vacations which is also fantastic.

right now we are looking for a house to move into in august, this is proving to be more than a little stressful. we're just trusting that we'll find it when we need it... next month i will hopefully have my final panel interview for an assistant manager position with starbucks, so i'm cramming and planning today. august is going to be busy.

edit...on moving.

so, my husband is amazing... he came home to see me and we spent one entire day moving heavy junk to the storage unit. and by "we" i mean he. yup, he did the heavy lifting. while i tried to explain that i have very poor hand strength, and, possibly arthritis. it is hereditary. so, i wasn't lying. at all. and believe it or not, despite the fact that it was still moving, we had a blast! granted, we have a blast anytime we are in the same city as one another. but still, ryan makes moving fun. the end.

moving, again.

apparently ryan and i are an extremely nomadic couple. i say this because, we are now living in home number three and have been married for eight months. and in two more months we will move again to home number four in ten months... at that place, we will be signing a lease for at least a year, or i'm going to go crazy! i really really really really really don't like to pack or unpack. the fact that these two things are the very essence of moving results in a deep hatred of moving on my behalf. now, my husband (God bless him) has really only had to endure one and a half of these moves. i know that his job takes him all over the US of A. however, i find it amazing that he is conveniently gone during most of the packing and dragging and unpacking parts of the moving process... for example, today i have to day off. as does my beloved husband. i have spent the day packing and moving and unpacking again. my beloved husband is in the great city of chicago--shopping. i better get something good. i'm not grumpy, i swear. i love ryan, i swear. i just hate moving, i swear.