might be having a crisis

I had a day off on Friday and since I never found a reasonably priced ticket to Eugene I decided to stay home and just get stuff done this weekend.

True to form, my day off consisted of "sleeping in" until 7:25. . . and then feeling like I wasted my whole morning....after I realized I still had a fully day ahead of me I cleaned, ran a couple of errands and then hopped on my bike to take a long bike ride.  I had no plans of where to go.  Just that I was going. 

Being back on bike felt so great.  The heavy gusts of wind, however, did not feel so great.  Regardless I rode out by the lake to Lehi.  I know you are all waiting for the crisis part of my story.  Patience, this is where it comes into play. 

So, the route I took on my ride takes you by the animal shelter.....cue dramatic music and crisis alert. 

I have never really been a huge pet fan. 

I did have a bird (or 2 or 12 if you count all the ones that probably died and were mysteriously replaced by my mom) when I was little, but that was about the extent of MY very own pet owning experience. 

I like other people's dogs.  (never like their cats, or mice or rats or reptiles but I do like their dogs)

I don't want one of my own.  

or

so I thought.  

As I rode by the animal shelter on my windy, blow you off your bike ride this thought came into my mind: 

"Maybe I should adopt a dog from the animal shelter!"

WHAT!!?  (I'm pretty sure I said it outloud with the emphasis of 2 exclamation marks)

When? EVER? has this idea crossed my mind, let alone been vocalized and then thought about for the next 40 miles of pedaling?

Something must be wrong with me.  

(remember when I killed the fish in my classroom.....all of them. . . . . or i freaked out having to buy live crickets for the toads in my classroom. . . . . ya, see what I am saying?!)

Maybe I'm lonely.
Maybe I'm crazy.
Maybe I'm having a crisis.
Maybe I'm thinking about getting a pet.
Maybe I just need something/someone to take care of and I should borrow my neighbors children or my nephews more often.
Maybe I have thought about a cute little dog over and over again the past few days.  

I think it is definitely a crisis.  

Oh, and I didn't actually blow off my bike. That wasn't the crisis, just in case you were confused.   

(the fact that I have gained like 5 pounds that stopped me from blowing off my bike could be a crisis, but that is an entirely different issue than wanting a pet and deserves its own post and will not be talked about again)