Oh boy... where to even start...
Yes, it's been well over two months since my last entry. But in the last two months not only have things been picking up, but it's been one hell of a roller coaster with my stress and emotional levels. Some days it's on a real high, while other days it's so low it makes me wonder why I even bother trying.
Guess I should run down the events that transpired in May and June.May
First off things started out well enough. Housesitting was going well and I was looking forward to celebrating Mother's day along with going to the local Spring Fling festival that month.
That was until Miss Sherry's beloved chihuahua Samantha finally succumbed to her old age and bad heart problems and passed away only a week away from Mother's Day. Miss Sherry was devastated by her loss, but in time she slowly began to heal. She had the little dog cremated and even got her a special urn for Samantha.
May went on and things were still going well. Until I got flack from co-workers at my part time job that were complaining that I was too slow getting all my cleaning done and were contemplating having me replaced. Never mind the fact that the amount of work I do is more than most people there can even handle.
Thankfully I figured out a way to improve on my speed at work so things worked out there. But that was only the beginning of my problems...
By Memorial weekend I was housesitting and through the weekened things were about as okay as they normally were. But when Memorial Day rolled around I woke up that morning and did my usual work (feeding the cats and checking up on the dogs). When I went outside the first time to check on Maggie I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. I assumed the other dogs were still in their houses and were asleep, so once my work was done I went back inside to take a nap.
Two hours later after taking a nap I came out to change their water and get ready to go to my apartment for a bit. As I was getting ready to change Katie's water (who mind you is chained to a leash inside her pen to prevent her from escaping) I saw that her chain lead up to her fence...
That was when I found her dead.
Having climbed over the left side of her fence (which was higher than the back end of the fence) and hung herself trying to escape.
I instantly panicked and called Miss Sherry and informed her of what happened. Naturally she and her husband were highly upset and sent someone to help me bury the dog. I even called my Dad who rushed over and helped with the burial. He also managed to calm me down and comfort me through it all. Something I was absolutely grateful for.
But the owners instantly placed full blame on the dog's death on me. As time passed though, they came to realized that they were at as much as it was my fault. Moreso when they came home and discovered that her chain post was placed further to the side, giving Katie more room to reach the fences. Her leash was also far too long than it needed to be which allowed her to not only reach the fences, but even try to climb them. When they learned that she had hung herself from the left side, as they believed she had hung herself on the back fence and I failed to hear her barking in time to rescue her, they realized shed have to way to bark if she climbed the higher fence. In the end they decided it was no one's fault, but said I should've noticed it sooner still.June
As if that wasn't bad enough, they became more upset when their calico cat Minnie began suffering from eye infection again. Miss Sherry blamed me for not paying attention to the cat, despite the fact that the cat's eye problem didn't come up at all until recently so I thought she was fully healed and okay. Ontop of tending to the 10 other cats and dealing with the loss of Katie.
The incident with Minnie occurred during the week I was to leave for my Disney World vacation with idonchakotaydgryphon: and her family. It only added more stress and tension between me and Miss Sherry, which only made me want to leave for vacation even moreso.
By that weekend things went more smoothly and on June 21st I got to meet Chako and her family as they came into town to get me.
My vacation week with them was pretty awesome to say the least. We stayed in North Carolina for a bit to visit a family friend of their's and by that Monday night we had arrived at our resort at Disney World~
We spent the next six days enjoying all the sights and experienced Disney World had to offer. Took plenty of photos, ate some wonderful food, and some not so wonderful food. Rode rides, watched some cool shows, and cheered her bother on as he performed with the rest of his dance group at the nightly Magic Kingdom parade and performance recital at Hollywood Studios~*
In short, meeting my first online friend and going to Disney World for the first time ever is something I'm never gonna forget. Her family were really nice people and they seemed to like me too. I felt so welcomed and loved by them and my friendship with Chako has only been strengthened.
When I came back home that following Saturday, things went right back to being sucky. I had initially hoped to spend some time at my home before I went back housesitting, but as I was coming home I got word that I would be needed to housesit by Tuesday, leaving me little time to enjoy being at home.
So I stayed over that night to spend some time with her then I'd go home that Sunday night after I got off work (yes I did take a week off my part time job and no I wasn't missed all that much). But I was already tired from the 12 hour long drive and a little angry that I wouldn't get to go home but for a day that we butted heads a bit that night.
I had also hoped the time apart would do me and Miss Sherry some good and things would be okay between us. That wasn't the case since I still felt like there was tension between us, so I did my best to help her out the next day before I went off to work. I spent Monday enjoying my time off from both jobs and spent some time with Amber.
That night I came back over to help Miss Sherry pack and the next day I traveled with her to take Minnie to the vet while I got some groceries for the week I'm here. Everything seemed to be going alright for us yesterday and she had planned on leaving that afternoon.
That was, until we got home and let Maggie out to go run for a bit outside her pen while we did some things inside. I came back out to change the dogs water after getting my food put away when I found Maggie slinging and shaking something in her mouth. At first I thought it was some wild animal she might've caught.
Turns out it was one of the cats, Miss Sherry's favorite cat Spooky.
I instantly reacted by getting Maggie to let go of the poor cat. When she did, the cat laid on the ground barely alive and twitching. The first thing that popped into my mind was to go get Miss Sherry. I know I should've taken the cat inside, but I was afraid moving her would only make her injuries worst. I left her outside for only a second to tell the owner, giving the dog another chance to go after her. x_x
When we both got outside and got Maggie away from the cat again, it was too late. Spooky was barely alive like before and Miss Sherry instantly burst into tears. She informed her husband what happened and we tried to rush her to the vet, but she died before we got there.
We decided to go onto the vet anyhow and Miss Sherry paid to have the cat cremated. She initially didn't blame me for what happened and punished Maggie for it. But as the night went on, she began questioning if the cat could've been saved had to brought her inside and not left her to go get Miss Sherry. Thus, more tension set in between us.
Hence where I am today guys. I've been miserable for a while now because I constantly feel like no matter what I keep screwing up. I'm more afraid of even making the smallest mistakes without getting reprimanded like I'm some stupid child. I can tell trust between us is gone and while she said that it wasn't my fault for what happened this time, the way she acts says that she still blames me and doesn't trust me to even be competent.
I've already decided that if anything else bad happened during this run of housesitting (be it my fault or not) I'm going on hiatus, if not quitting. I can't take being treated like I'm constantly in the wrong no matter what I try to do. It's not worth the money, stress, and aggravation I've been put trough. The sad thing is that I can't talk to Miss Sherry about anything without being afraid she'll take it the wrong way and have me replaced (both as a housesitter and a daughter to her).
While there has been some good that's happened this summer (such as two of my recent dubbing projects being posted online and I've lined up more voice work to do) this is turning out to be the worst summer I've ever had.