Last Saturday, (not day-before-yesterday, a week before that) I went to one of my best friends’s funeral.
Last Sunday, my wife told me she doesn’t love me anymore and wants a divorce.
Last week I went to a counsellor with the wife and felt like they were both ganged up on me.
I kind of had a meltdown at work after that because I’ve been feeling ignored, not part of the team, and when everyone, everyone except me. left to go to a meeting. I figure my same insanity that makes me invisible at work is the same insanity that makes my wife want to leave.
Last Friday, I took my cat to the vet and found out she had lymphoma (cancer) and there was nothing that could be done to save her. She wasn’t in pain, so I brought her home to live her life. She almost immediately disappeared and I assume she’s gone forever.
Things probably can’t get worse, but it might. I have an “executive physical” tomorrow, A very intensive physical exam. I think I’m ok but you never know.
But overall, I gotta be near the valley floor, sstarting to climb high again. Have a good week!
Our cat, BTK (pronounced beeteekee) Seems to feel fine, but hre belly has swollen as big as a honeydew melon. This morning, when I fed them (we have 5 outdoor cats) I grabbed her and put her in a kennel to take to the vet today. I made her an appointment yesterday.) I know it’s for her own good, but I hope she’s not mad at me when we get back home. I also hope there’s not much wrong with her that a simple pill or shot won’t fix.
BTK is the mother of most of our cats, probably about 12 years old. She was always so good to her children, letting them have her food after they ate all theirs, even when they got older. My mentor for keeping an even temper. I’ll be glad when I get her home, safe and healthy.
Yesterday was a holiday Wednesday for the election. Today seems like the second monday this week. Glad tomorrow is the second Friday this week. I am very tired right now. I closed my eyes and could have fallen asleep while walking the dogs this morning.
Here’s a picture of Ashy, our cat, taken yesterday. She’s resting up for bedtime.
I’ll be perusing the election results today, but at first glance this morning, seems like we did coulda done better.
Not sure if I should go to my friends funeral. It’s on Cayman Brac, about a 80 mile airplane ride.
I guess I’ll probably go. “Always go to your friends’s funerals, otherwise they won’t come to yours”, right? But I’m still not sure.
In other news, today is my last day of four vacation days. It was nice and relaxing but I didn’t get as much done around the house as I wanted. I didn’t dive because of the wind, and now it’s nice again. (another reason not to get on an airplane.)