Today has been an odd sort of day. It started, for me, at midnight last night with a crying jag. I had a fifteen minute pity party because of the state of "everything" in our lives at the moment, thus feeling somewhat better before I went to bed. Then, after getting up later than I should have, I checked my email and found one from a friend that cheered me up immensely. Not such a bad day after all.
My sweetiepie is still so sick and, I surmise, is likely to remain so until after the liver transplant. His first appointment to discuss things is coming up shortly and I am waiting rather impatiently for the day to arrive so things can get rolling so he will be well again. In the mean time there is so much to deal with I expect the time to pass fairly quickly.
Over the past decade, or so, while deaths and cancers and other various and sundry tragedies have been besetting our families, things have gotten away from us in the form of lots of stuff all over the house. Now that I am finally getting to the point of being able to deal with it at all - and it still feels overwhelming just no longer "impossible" - I am at a place where I desperately need help taking care of things. Since my sweetiepie is unable to help with the project, I have been looking into other possible means of getting things done, mostly for his sake because of the upcoming transplant. It will still take awhile, but I think it will be something that can be accomplished reasonably in several weeks time without too much undue stress all around. At least, I hope so.
Just as I was signing in to my blog I heard the lovely chorus of sound that lets me know one of the kitties has just urped up their food again, so I must cut this short and find the urp and get it cleaned up before it gets stepped in (eeWWW!) or something. Still love the kitties absolutely, though.
Hope your days are peaceful, bright and kind.
Love,
Izzlebug
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