Saturdays with Oliver
When Kyle and I first got married, I hated spending Saturdays alone, but over time, I learned to appreciate the freedom and serenity they bring. My usual agenda, as long as we aren't traveling, is to sleep in until 9 (the high school version of me would be so disappointed that 9 a.m. is what I now consider sleeping in), clean the house, grocery shop, do laundry and catch up on Real Housewives. I was terrified for my first Saturday alone with Oliver, as any non-dog person would have been. What was I going to do with him all by myself? Would he want me to play with him and entertain him all day? How would I get anything done? Turns out all of that worrying was pointless. Saturday is still one of my favorite days, but mainly because I get to take him for a long walk in the mornings, laugh at him while he chases the vacuum and lay around with him once we've finished all of our work. It's a pretty sweet gig. I never really have alone time anymore, but dog time might be b...