I think tonight's the first time in a long time that I've been home alone for a significant stretch of time, especially at night.
Makes me really, really miss Hazel.
A lot.
Getting wisdom teeth out was nothing compared to this ongoing pain.
(And I know, I'm a big baby.)
I'm doing it. Next weekend, I'm going to find a new puppy to love. I think. (But what if Hazel getting hit by a car was God's way of telling me that I shouldn't have a dog right now? It seems like everything he might be telling me is his way of telling me that I can't be happy. Which pretty much sucks.)
Maybe I'll just go cry in the cake I'm baking.
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