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El Bandito

January 25, 2009

We have a dog.  A black, white and tan colored chihuahua to be exact.  His name is Bandit.

I’ve felt really bad lately, because my job had changed a little and I work longer hours then I used to.  I get home really late at night, and the poor guy has been waiting for me for the whole day.  There is no way that we are going to give him away or anything like that.  I just have to change how we organize ourselves.  I think that the answer is going to be that I have to finish my days at work at 6pm.  Any time time that I do after is not paid, and I really have no obligation to stay any later.

I bought the dog, and I love him.  He is my responsability.  He is a one person kind of dog and I am his person.  I don’t think that he could survive without me.  And I don’t know how I would do without him, either.  He is such a part of our lives now that I can’t imagine how it would be without him.

So, I guess that I am going to be leaving work at 6pm on the dot.  I don’t really see my future being there, I am just waiting for the right moment to jump out and do something on my own, so it can’t really hurt my future.  Plus, leaving on time will give me more time at home to do what I need to do, and figure out the next step!

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