So, I’ve been keeping my dismal personal issues off the board (and I’m sure you’re all relieved - [praise LJ]), but now I feel I need some advice, and there’s no other group of people I trust more. I’ll try no to be too melodramatic here, and I won’t go into hyper-detail (unless clarification is requested for sufficient advice to be given).
My long-windedness is a separate problem to be dealt with at another time
My situation, the short version:
Separated from wife - still in contact with her - still caring and loving involved - still don’t know if we’re getting back together any time soon (if at all).
In the meantime, I share an apartment in Oakland with one other guy and my dog, Daisy. I’m going through some serious introspection as of late, and I feel a change coming on.
Now - here’s the immediate problem … It has dawned on my that in order to get my shit together, I need to simplify my life, and I am taking steps to that end – BUT, I feel my dog is really getting the short end of the stick.
Where we live right now isn’t anywhere near a spot I can walk her to so that she can run around. I don’t have a car so transporting her anywhere is next to impossible. I’m not able to spend as much time as I should with her. I walk her three times a day, I bathe her, I feed her, I pet her, I love her, but I think she deserves better than to be locked up in a cage all day, only for the little attention I can pay her in the evenings.
The weekends are a little better – I usually bring her out with me wherever I go, so she gets a good tuckering out just from the long walks. But still – with all the changes I’ve gone through, and all the changes I’m contemplating, I can’t help but be a little worried about her happiness.
Not to mention the fact that I’ll probably be initiating another move. Whether it’s across the city, up the coast or across the country, moving with Daisy makes things difficult to say the least.
I’ve been trying to talk myself out of a decision that might need to be made, because, obviously, she’s m’dawg and I love her. But she deserves better than I can give her right now. I even know someone (through my roommate) who as offered to take her if I need to let her go.
Yup – I’m a little lost. Any advice or comments would be welcome, although I reserve the right to ignore it all and keep her with me even if I end up selling pencils on the street.
I shall now attempt to go back to my regular regimen of inanity. Thank you for your kind attention.