It was still 40 degrees and chilly the day we moved, and now we're into humidity and temps into the 100's. I am really enjoying having sunshine almost daily, and am looking forward to being able to garden again.
I have just finished orientation at the new hospital, and start work full swing next week. In the past month, AG and my roles have flipped in that I was coming out here with the anticipation of work, but hadn't heard much from my new employer. Now, the position he's spent so much time preparing for is becoming less and less guaranteed due to a few things I don't really want to discuss here. So we have flipped, to my job being the more stable of the two for the moment. Now that I am here, I am locked into my new workplace for at least a year, and having bought a home here and put a large chunk of money into fencing and landscaping our backyard, have no interest in moving for several years. I don't think AG will be relocated, no matter what happens, it's just another reminder that nothing in life is guaranteed. And, at least as of this morning, I don't think we will have any idea what he's going to be doing for several weeks yet, possibly months. Another exercise in patience, I guess.
In the meantime, we had both talked of getting a dog. Back at the apartment, with no yard, my 12-hour shifts, and his coming and going out-of-state, it didn't seem like a good idea. In the meantime, we researched breeds, and found a breeder that we liked. We are expecting a Vizsla puppy in July. Two weeks ago, a husky puppy showed up in the neighborhood. No one had claimed him, so we did a week trial with him at our house. He is actually very well-behaved, housebroken, and doesn't trigger my pet dander allergies. We have decided to go ahead and adopt him, and still get the puppy in July. Hopefully, they'll play well together, and maybe having an older dog (the vet says he's 1-2 years old, based on his teeth) around will help with training.
This is Jackson: