In Which our Heroine Makes a Fancy Life Decision and Says Goodbye to a Beloved Companion

Well, I think it’s safe to say it’s officially summer.  I am currently sweltering to death in a children’s toy store taking advantage of the fancy work computer that is provided to me while I sit behind the counter, keeping my jellybean vigil.  If I lose focus for even a second, the children who frequent this toy store will be on me, like zombies who subsist on jellybeans instead of brains.

If you haven’t already guessed, I’m sitting in front of a giant Jelly Belly display for several hours a day.  It is seriously so hot in here how am I even alive right now.

Anyways, I made some grown-up life plans!  After trying and failing for months to find full time work that is stimulating and challenging in my hometown, I applied to BCIT on somewhat of a whim thinking that I probably wouldn’t get in, but lo! I just received word that I’ve been accepted to their Marketing Management program starting THIS September.  What a whirlwind change of events this is becoming for me.  I’m actually following through with that whimsical goal I made after I graduated university when I said that I would give myself two years to figure out what I wanted to do with the rest of my life.  Two years later, I’ve been accepted to Fancy Business School.  I feel vastly underprepared; I don’t know a thing about business or what it’s like to be a Fancy Marketing Student.  Maybe I should buy a satchel.

So, I officially have two months to be as laissez-faire as possible before delving back into the cutthroat world of competitive academia.  This means I’m going to spend as much time out of doors as possible. This is a great thing for me, especially because I just bought some barefoot trail runners that are seriously life-changing for me in my approach to running.  Why, yes, I did just finish reading Born to Run, I am surprised you were able to see through my epiphany so clearly!  (Seriously though, read that book.)  I’ve also found a beautiful little internet home in the realm of Tone it Up.  It’s helping me to completely re-approach my relationship with meal planning (which I have never done,) and exercise, and basically just having a community of like-minded women all working towards common goals.  I’ve done a lot of at-home fitness regimes before like P90X and a number of Jillian Michaels programs, but this one feels more personal because you’re more connected to your trainers, Karena & Katrina, and you’re constantly supported by everyone else in the community.  I bought their Nutrition Plan and I am feeling more optimistic and happy about my body image than I have since last summer when I constantly had shirtless men appearing on my doorstep (that’s a story for another day.)  I’m sure I’ll be mentioning this community again and again.

Unfortunately, I have to end this post on a melancholy note.  My Holland Lop (see also: Bunners,) has been suffering from glaucoma since the winter.  I have had him on a number of eye drop medications since then and have frequently taken him to get the pressures behind his eyes checked, and everything seemed okay until the past few weeks.  I notice his entire eye is clouded over and blue, and I can’t see through to the pupil the way I used to be able to.  He’s lost some of his zest for life and spends a lot of time laying on his belly in a corner.  Sometimes I hear him crunching his teeth loudly like he’s in pain.  It’s breaking my heart, really.  I know that the only option to keep him alive right now is to get his eye surgically removed, but I don’t have the monetary or veterinary resources to go down that path.  I’ve also read that the trauma of having an eye taken out might be too much for him, and there doesn’t seem to be any guarantee that it would make his situation any better.  On top of it all, I’d have to move him very soon after the surgery and, anyways, I’m going to have to put him down.  It feels really messed up to be able to make that kind of decision, but I want to do right by my Bunners and I know that I would rather do it now while he’s still eating and acting somewhat normally and not wait until it’s too late and his last days are full of pain and discomfort.  I have one more week with my little guy and I’m planning on making it amazing for him.  I’ve never gone through the process of losing a pet before, I’m going to miss him so much.