Tiny Blessings

A year ago I made the transition from working in a high pressure, high noise level, highly exhausting office to working at home. And for the past year I have heard from nearly everyone that I am sooooo lucky. Make no mistake, I realize the perks.  My commute time is zero minutes long, I can work in my yoga pants if I so please, I can listen to music as loud as I want, there's no boss breathing down my neck  and I can prepare a legitimate lunch in my own kitchen. That last one is my very favorite.  

What could possibly be bad about working from home, right? Answer: It is lonely. Plain and simple. That's my biggest problem with working from home. I feel like I am missing out on so much human connection that at times I question my own sanity. I catch myself walking in circles around my apartment, starting conversations with strangers more often than I used to (which was already quite often) and the strolling around Target 3-4 times a week has really taken a toll on my bank account.  

I've started to get a handle on the loneliness, but I must give credit where credit is due. I inherited this little guy the week before I left my office job and started working from home. My Nana adopted Chico 8 years ago after one of her doctors recommended she have a furry little companion to keep her company during the day. Chico was adopted from the spcaLA in Long Beach, California. We were all a little weary of adopting a dog that was 6-7 years old. Would he have bad habits? Would he like us? Would we like him? Would he be a good addition to my Nana's life? Chico ended up being the answer to our prayers and I can easily attribute a good deal of Nana's happiness and comfort in the late years of her life to this little guy.

8 years down the road, this little Chihuahua has become my companion and I am so very thankful for him every day. He sits with me, keeps me alert, gets me out of my house throughout the day and I'll let you in on a secret...I talk to him. Yup. I talk to a dog. It's okay though, I think he needs me too. He listens when I talk to him and cuddles up on the couch when it's time to relax. The other night my boyfriend and I came home from having dinner with his folks and realized that we spent a good portion of the dinner talking about our little furry family member. We're hooked. I hope that everyone that has room for a little pup in their life will strongly consider adoption. Visit your local shelter and try to adopt, rather than shop.

Cheers to a wonderful week!