
Our little man, Yoshi, got neutered today. He was such a trooper throughout, but became mopey once the cone came on and he realized he couldn’t play with any of his pup friends (little does he know that’ll be the case for a week). Anyway, who could resist that sad face?! All I wanted to do was hang with the nugget while he recovered. Also, it’s Friday. The combination of the two would have easily made December-me sit it out.
Hubby, however, started delivering a sermon about commitment and how we had already intended on going. He was right – we made a commitment to ourselves. Neither of us wanted to leave Yoshi alone, though, so we decided to work out in shifts. He went first and then I went, surprisingly not caving into snuggling on the couch with our fur baby. Also not surprisingly, the gym was all but empty on a Friday evening.
Still, it’s a good feeling to commit to something positive.
