The rain went away and now we are deep, deep in fog. I’m not sure how I feel about it, other than I enjoy the cold. I’ve been in an unliftable funk–sad blog posts everywhere, and I apologize if you feel compelled to read them, but honestly, it’s how I feel.
Let’s recap, shall we:
1. Monday, lost job.
2. Friday, Zephyr became terribly ill while we were out of town. I drove 85mph for over 50 miles to get to the vet. $600 bill, two shaky scary days sleeping on the floor next to him. But by Monday he is much better. Thank you universe!
3. Today, car breaks down. Gets towed. Awaiting diagnosis.
My fear of the world is building big, big, big. I try not to let it overwhelm me. I have to tell myself none of these happenings are related, just bad timing, but it’s very difficult, especially at 3am. Meanwhile, I do whatever I can manage to do. Keep in contact w/the icky bill people, be happy Zephyr is feeling much better, be happy that some Etsy sales are better than none. Try not to ex-boss and team (although I do and I hope HER new boss fires her too.)
I AM happy I have a cozy little home w/a floor heater I can stand over and drink hot tea. I am greatful for a wonderful bath tub and the cafe to visit (today I decorated for Christmas. Very festive.) And I’ve been hand making Christmas cards for Dahlila out of vintage book pages–will post tomorrow–which I really like.
I’ve got nothing else and I need tea for my bath. Oh! It’s Wednesday. “Life” is on tonight–Bones too.