Did you ever sign up for something and then wonder what you were thinking? It isn't something you do once in life, but every so often. You tell yourself, I need this and here's an opportunity, or what have you, so you sign up and let the fun begin, or as is more often the case, pray the ordeal will soon come to an end.
As the title to this blog states, I spent a week in Brooklyn taking care of dogs and became more enlightened.
This wasn't the first time I've had this gig, but it was the first time in summer and it's the first time since I've moved from Manhattan to the other side of the Hudson. There is no comparison other than it was the same building, same apartment, same dogs.
Enlightment # 1. Commuting from Manhattan to Brooklyn sucks, but commuting from Jersey to Brooklyn and to Manhattan blows goats.
Enlightment # 2. Dogs really do seem to age 7 years to our 1. These girls were frisky dancers two years ago when last I stayed with them. Now they barely move. (There is the possibility that it was just to hot for them to move in the humidity.)
Enlgihtment # 3. I have become finely tuned to the energy of a place. I was fairly good at it before, but now it's overwhelming. (I think this comes from a great deal of practice to perfect this quality, although it does seem a little determintal to your health while in the experience.)
Enlightment # 4. There are creepy people in buildings no matter where you live.
Enlightment # 5. I have outgrown the gig.