When Your Dog Thinks You're Pathetic

Why am I writing a blog? Well . . .

This morning I couldn't sleep. I got up with my Fiance @2:30am. Had a Slimfast for breakfast (yes, I am one of those people constantly trying to loose weight) and proceeded to do one of those wacky exercise DVDs for 30 minutes. As I am lying on the floor, having completed my 30 minutes, panting and slightly dizzy, my dog lays down next to me and shoves her too adorable face in mine and proceeds to lick off my sweat ( I know some of you are thinking "eww gross" and you're obviously not pet-people). I'm lying there, feeling like I'm about to die and I suddenly got to wondering if anyone else in the world was doing the same thing.

Is there anyone else out there that has to endure the demoralizing looks their beloved pets give them as they attempt to mimic the skinny spandex chick on the tv? Does anyone need consolation from pets after these episodes of high activity? (I swear, my dog gives me extra cuddles after I exercise just so she can comfort me in my pathetic non-life affirming state). There must be at least one person out there who runs the gamut of doing debilitating exercise, balancing the budget, trying to grow something green, struggling with self-image, and cooking dinner all in one day! There's got to be other people (most likely female) whose lives are as crazy and random as my own; whose day-to-day existence is an eclectic mix of panic attacks, video games, chocolate sundaes, and the latest trashy romance!

So, if you're asking why I'm writing this blog or wondering why you should continue reading it, my simple answer is this: I'd rather not be pathetic on my own. Mostly, I'd just rather not be pathetic. Here I am, putting myself out there into the universe in search of those tenuous and fickle human connections. This is my way of standing in a field and screaming at the top of my lungs, "Is Anybody Out There?!!" And hoping that a still small voice, preferably in English and without cosmic connotations, says "I am."

What do you do when even your dog thinks you're pathetic? You find a bunch people of who either don't think you're pathetic at all  or a bunch of people willing to be pathetic with you.