I don’t want to talk about it.

So I’m just going to say this fast to get it over with. I’d honestly rather not talk about it at all because it just SUCKS, but since I opened the door yesterday, I feel obligated to give you all some closure.

We won’t be getting a dog for at least another ten months.

Ugh.

It turns out that when we signed our lease that said we could get a small pet and paid more of a deposit, what it MEANT was that we could get a cat. One cat. And only a cat.

UGH.

So…yeah. That was a super fun landlord conversation yesterday. I may have cried. Today I’m just frustrated. Tomorrow I’m expecting acceptance and maybe optimism or something stupid like that.

Blah.

Thanks again for all your nice words and super helpful advice yesterday. I promise to revisit it all next year.

NEXT YEAR.

Blah.