Now I Know How Dogs Feel

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Ugh. That’s all I have to say today. Except I do have to say more, actually. I am having a very hard day here at Under The Crow. The rain is pouring down. My clothes won’t dry, obviously. And well, since we have to use the bathroom outside with our composting toilet, now I know how dogs feel. I’m never making my dog use the bathroom in the rain again!

Sometimes, all of this actually makes total sense. Moving to Italy with my dogs and redoing this little house is what my soul needed. But on days like today, I wonder what in the world I was thinking. I feel like I shouldn’t be taking this on some days. I feel like I can’t do it. I feel like an imposter…someone who seems stronger than she is.

Last night, we were warned of really bad weather coming. And it was a good storm, but not as bad as I expected. I grew up in Florida and was used to hurricanes and bad storms. But everything here is a learning experience. I have no idea what to expect every day. Even things I think that I know are different here. And again, now I know how dogs feel when we expect them to conform to our world.

This move to Italy has taught me many things about myself already in the three months that I have been here. And I know it’s just the beginning. I just wish I had a bathroom. Inside.

-Rachael