Stressful Sunday

I’m feeling stressed. No idea why but I can’t shake the feeling.

On Sunday we parked at our usual spot in the carpark at the local dog beach. Normally it’s very crowded which can be a pain - Aoife goes mental trying to play with every single dog on the beach, at once. Of course half of them see a 54 kg giant bear running towards them and freak out. Of the half remaining perhaps one quarter seem interested while the other quarter are quite happy to play on their own, fetching their own ball. They don’t need a thick coating of newfie slobber to contend with. On a normal Sunday I will spend my time either holding onto her lead as tightly as I can, or chasing her up and down the beach as she plays with one of the few dogs not intimidated by her size and puppy antics. However, this Sunday it was overcast and windy and nearly deserted. We had her off lead, frolicking around in the waves running up and down. We managed to walk all the way up to the ship wreck without any other dog intervention and only clipped her back on the lead when a three legged dog came into view. (These pics are from her first big swim about six months ago now. She has grown A LOT since then.)

I have been told it’s an unsafe beach, hence I never bring my phone or wallet, and I should have thought being so deserted it was more at risk. However I have been there SO many times, many of them also deserted in the middle of a work day, I had forgotten this. As soon as we got back to the carpark I could see that we were missing a window. The car is constantly full of junk, so there was nothing to steal (actually it might have done us a favour if they had taken something!) but I still felt shaken none-the-less.

And the hassle. Drove back home carefully, phoned the police, phoned after hour insurance, tried to vacuum out the car in the dark. I’m not happy that’s for sure. I hope bad karma follows around the person who did this. Thanks to them we will be out a few hundred bucks for the car excess and they didn’t even get anything. As a friend pointed out on FB, bad karma has probably already happened and they probably have a sucky life. But still, it hasn’t helped my stress levels that already feel elevated for unknown reasons.

I’m really looking forward to the Easter break. I’m hoping chocolate and a few sleep-ins with resolve the stressed out nerves.