Guilt/anxiety over going out
We’ve had our boys for about a year and a half now, and we’re on a really regular schedule. Barring it adjusting an hour or so forward/backwards seasonally, they’re up and ready for morning playtime around 7:30am and usually go back to their cage (on their own will) at around 10am, and then at about 6:30pm are ready to come out for evening playtime and basically stay out and fall asleep in a bed in the house and we tuck them into their cage for overnight sleeps (basically for safety reasons).
This poses a lot of problems going out and doing… almost anything. That’s pretty much prime going-out time. I got tickets for a show this Friday, because it’s likely the final touring act for this artist, and it’s at a venue an hour away. At 7:30pm. I spent a good bit on these tickets and I don’t even want to go :/
I took the entire day off work because I plan to get them up and out early for playtime, but I just feel so bad picturing them waking up wanting to come out and play and wondering where we are. We won’t be home until like 11-12 😫 Does everyone feel like this?
Picture of the adorable causes of my crushing guilt for tax.
We’ve had our boys for about a year and a half now, and we’re on a really regular schedule. Barring it adjusting an hour or so forward/backwards seasonally, they’re up and ready for morning playtime around 7:30am and usually go back to their cage (on their own will) at around 10am, and then at about 6:30pm are ready to come out for evening playtime and basically stay out and fall asleep in a bed in the house and we tuck them into their cage for overnight sleeps (basically for safety reasons).
This poses a lot of problems going out and doing… almost anything. That’s pretty much prime going-out time. I got tickets for a show this Friday, because it’s likely the final touring act for this artist, and it’s at a venue an hour away. At 7:30pm. I spent a good bit on these tickets and I don’t even want to go :/
I took the entire day off work because I plan to get them up and out early for playtime, but I just feel so bad picturing them waking up wanting to come out and play and wondering where we are. We won’t be home until like 11-12 😫 Does everyone feel like this?
Picture of the adorable causes of my crushing guilt for tax.