This morning was filled with too many errands on my to-do list and just way to hot to think about painting. The thought of finally getting a coat of PAINT on the walls is very exciting, but not while feeling like I'm working in a sauna.
So I decided to take my dog, Hannah to the apartment to get her read on it. Here's one of my favorite photos of her.
Isn't she a cutie patootie? Her personality shines through in this photo; she's either this way, or the way she is at this very moment - velcro'ed to my leg, snoring. I adore both.
So we hopped in the car this morning and she became very curious when we turned into the driveway. She got out of the car and it was as if she had been there before; she climbed the stairs right away and waited at the door for me to open it. I let her in and she inspected every room as if she was the one making the decision to live there or not (who am I kidding? Of course she is). I am pretty sure that she could pick up on the relaxed energy of the place and I could see that she felt very comfortable there. Woo Hoo!
We went outside again and walked around a little bit; I thought that maybe her new neighbor, Chloe the Great Dane might be out and about, but she was still inside. The introduction will have to wait.
For me, it was another re-affirmation that this is the right thing to do. I drove away smiling.