Working With the Snuggle Puggle

Dear Boss,

I greatly enjoyed the time I spent this past week working at the office. Mom and I commuted together from the new house to work and I got a full time position with only a one hour lunch break - which by the way, I think was kind of cruel. Why not work for one hour and eat for eight?

Anyway, I got paid. In advance. A co-worker brought a bag of carrots as payment for my services. Mom's boss told everyone I was the new "alarm system" because I would bark at everyone entering the office. Mom wished they would hire me on the long term but she has not been told to bring me again yet : ( Maybe because I got used to being there and stopped barking at everyone. Who knows...

One of the biggest challenges I had, was to teach mom how to unpack stuff. Let me tell you, she took way too much time to do that at home.

I also spent many hours working on the computer.

And delivering important documents. This was a challenge, too, because I had to work along with my mom, who was in charge of scheduling pick-ups. I think that the Fedex answering-lady doesn't like her because everytime she calls, the lady doesn't understand mom. She keeps asking: "Did you say schedule a pick up?" Mom needs to get rid of her awful accent.

By the end of the week I was tired. We worked overtime at home arranging the furniture.

Welcome home:

Do you notice how tired mom is? Look at that face! Mom, please, choose carefully your pictures before posting them! Oh, do you see that card on the fridge right next to mom's right eye? My sweet friends Winston and Clemmie sent it to me! They also sent the hoodie mom is wearing on this picture, she won it at their bloggyversary give away. Mom is so lucky!

Winston and Clemmie's mom sent treats for me. I LOVE THEM! Thank you so much, Rachel!

Mom, treat. Mom, treat. Mom, treat RIGHT NOW!!!

The New Neighborhood

Hello friends,

I am sorry mom wrote on my blog last week and bored you all. I was working hard and couldn't take a minute to update the blog, anyway. Yesterday we finished organizing the first floor of the house and we almost finished with the second floor. One bedroom will remain as a storage area for now since dad had a big backyard before and he has all sorts of tools and ladders and a big hammock, among other things, that will NEVER fit into a townhouse with no garage and a tiny utility room.

Let me tell you, I like the new house. My mom arranged all the furniture by herself because she and dad couldn't agree on what to do. Mom decided she has more experience in decorating than dad so she sent dad upstairs to clean the attic while she moved everything around until she found the right layout. Dad's pieces of furniture are big and heavy. Mom's are small and contemporary (... and cheap). The challenge was to keep all the furniture - mom doesn't like to throw away stuff, specially if you can still use it - and make the place look nice. Mom didn't want her dining table in the same room with dad's sofa chair, for example. Both are the same size! Or mom's bar with dad's bar: dad's bar is like ten times bigger!!

So yesterday afternoon we decided it was time to relax and enjoy our first walk together in the new neighborhood.

Photo Bloggy Days - Saturday

On Saturday, my husband started to work early morning. He carried my bed into his pick up truck to take it to the dumpster : ( it was a very cheap bed, only mattress and box spring. I liked it that way so it was low and Coco was able to jump whenever he wanted. : (

My husband went to his house to meet a friend of his that was going to help carry the furniture into the rental truck. I still had some money on the laundry card so I did laundry in the morning. I had to go from the apartment to the laundry room back and forth like 8 times. Coco goes with me everytime, making it almost imposible for me to carry my clothes. Sigh.

Once in the apartment, I continued packing. I can't believe I have so much stuff. Once I finished packing the dishes I realized I was hungry. I found three french toasts in the freezer, but no dishes. Duh! I had to eat in the cutting board. : D

My husband was ready to take the first load from his house to the new place. I changed my phone on thursday and lost all my contacts because they did not save on the SIM card. I couldn't call my tenant to find out if she had moved out of the house where we were going to move in. So after eating I got ready and headed that way to talk to her. Coco stayed in the apartment. The tenant called me and she headed towards the house, too. My husband and his friend met me at the new place with a surprise: hubby's friend had a new puppy!!!

I spent the next couple of hours pet sitting Nala. She is an old english bulldog. I also helped unload some of the lighter things.

The new place is actually a townhouse. It is cute and the neighborhood is very pretty and nicely landscaped.

Once I got inside I realized the place was actually a lot smaller than I recalled.

I found Coco's bed in the truck and put it next to the puppy. She sniffed the bed for a while and then slept on it.

While my husband and his friend finished unloading the truck I headed back to the apartment to bring more stuff. My car is a compact hatchback but still it did help in the move. On my way back I stopped at the grocery store to buy some carrots and green beans for Coco. He would not survive without those.

I picked up boxes and Coco and went back to the townhouse. Coco met Nala. Coco was fine with her but Nala was grouchy. I had to tie Coco to a tree and talk constantly to him while unloading the car. They later became friends.

Coco walked around the house and up and down the stairs. He had been there more than two years ago - he was able to see back then - and I am sure he remembered the place.

When I entered the bedroom I had a very bad feeling. I realized we were not going to fit in the house. The bedroom set looked huge inside the master bedroom. I thought that one of the bedside tables was not going to fit, but the next day my husband put it together and it barely fit.

Once I finished unloading my car, we went back to the road. Coco was sleepy now. We went to my husband's house to pick up the last things left there. I carried clothes.

As soon as I got back to the new place I carried the clothes to the closet. Of course, my husband clothes would go in the master closet along with my clothes, right? My clothes were in plastic bags somewhere in the townhouse. Well, the master closet filled up with his clothes only...

There were some good news, though. Coco continued exploring the house with no problems. I felt relieved!

I made one more trip to the old apartment to bring more things. Coco was already very tired so he stayed in the kitchen relaxing while I carried stuff to the car.

The Photo Bloggy Days was only Friday and Saturday but since I forgot to take pictures Friday morning I did take one on Sunday morning. We wanted to have breakfast somewhere close to the new place but I didn't want to leave Coco at home yet. It was a disaster - it still is now. So we went to a Starbucks coffee that is 10 minutes away and has a very nice outdoor area. We spent like 2 hours there, as if it was our patio : P

Photo Bloggy Days - Friday

I joined Shanny's Photo Bloggy Days this past Friday and Saturday. I was stressed out because I was moving during the weekend so I forgot to bring the camera with me. But I had gotten a new phone on Thursday so I used it for all my pictures. Right before lunch time I remembered I was going to participate on this - so I took my first picture. I was playing scrabble! -Shanny, please don't look at my letters! :D

Lunch: a grilled cheese sandwich.

I went to the apartment at lunch time, as usual, to walk Coco and rest for a while. The apartment was only 10 minutes away from work. This time I didn't rest much, I still had a lot of things to pack.

In the afternoon, work was... kind of slow. I am the only full-time employee now. I always see the sun set from the office's front door.

Once I got home I knew I was going to miss my apartment. It was nice to live so close to the office and to be in a very central location.

Once I walked into the apartment, Coco started jumping and dancing. He was hungry! It had been a week since he started being picky with his food. He's been eating prescription diet for more than a year, because of his weak inmune system. I think he is not eating because of the stress of us moving out... we spent the last month between my apartment and my husband's house, moving things and packing stuff. What I know for sure is that it is not the addison's disease. He eats everything else. This time I tried to hand feed Coco. It didn't work. I run out of olive oil - that works for sure - so I added a some green beans instead. He ate.

Time for Coco's afternoon walk!

After Coco is taken care of, I can finally eat my first regular meal of the day. Leftovers from the restaurant we went to a couple of days ago: rice with black beans (cuban style) and sunny side up eggs. My favorite.

The look from my table. Ugly and messy. Remember: I was moving out!

After begging for a while and not getting anything, Coco always rests in the cold tile of the kitchen (well, in the apartment it was linoleum, not tile).

The living room. I packed more boxes for a few hours before going to sleep.

The final request: more carrots, please. Right before going to sleep. Good night!

Working With the Snuggle Puggle

Boss,
Just a quick memo to inform you that due to my family recently moving into a new place, I had to replace mom at the office while she tries to put some order in the house.

Sincerely,

Coco
Office Manager