Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
If I had to compartmentalize for family or work, I don't know how I would have coped.
I think we cope with it like we do the loss - because there isn't a choice or alternative. Time refuses to stop.
I've been really blessed with people understanding about the loss I feel with Kittenish too but I try to never take it for granted. It's hard. It's really hard.
Dad stumbled yesterday and fell while I was with him alone. I walked back from the laundry room and he'd had a problem in the kitchen. Scary. I think. I mostly went into disaster mode and just worked with the situation I had at hand. We did eventually get him up and cleaned up the cut on his hand. He said he feels okay today and I am ... really fucking sore if I am honest after that and flying home. But there were bonus painkillers because mom was getting dental surgery at the time and she won't take them. So it saved me an urgent care. I am just sore today. And thankfully just mostly feel like I worked out way too hard in muscle areas, not like I was demolished by a semi. So given the situation, good.
I hope your car can be repaired soon, sj. Very stressful.
As it was, the old man slunk away sheepishly in the heat of my glare.
Hateful.
I really don't understand people. I get that people will do things to defend themselves or their family that I don't agree with but doing that just blind? For sport? That's not people. That's not anything that I care lives.
They wanted to see a dog fight.
Humans have always been this ugly. I've just never felt it so acutely in my neighborhood.
As it was, the old man slunk away sheepishly in the heat of my glare.
Hateful.
Yep. And, I was just as hateful in that moment, certain in my heart that if he wanted to see me and my dog torn apart, he'd get the very best seat, right next to mine.
Oh my god, bonny. That is absolutely awful. I have no comprehension of that kind of hate and disrespect.
And Cass, dear heart. That is a difficult thing and I'm glad you weren't hurt, too.
I just inhaled the last part of a book and it was weird. And now I'm up too late and I just want to give Cass and bonny big hugs for real, and maybe curl up and cry with anyone who's in pain and wants a cuddle.
Sleep well, my darlings.
I just want to give Cass and bonny big hugs for real, and maybe curl up and cry with anyone who's in pain and wants a cuddle.
That would be so great! Now that I'm all riled up and pissy about it.
Sigh. I'm going to give my thankfully intact pooch a hug, go to bed, and pray for humanity.
Cass, I hope the pain pills do you good. That whole incident must have really shaken you up too. Rest well!
And, I was just as hateful in that moment, certain in my heart that if he wanted to see me and my dog torn apart, he'd get the very best seat, right next to mine.
That is defense. He was looking for sport with other creatures as sacrifice. It is not comparable, to me.
That whole incident must have really shaken you up too.
I think it shook me up a lot more than I am willing to admit even inside my own head. It was scary.
Now I am trying to just rest a little and let my muscles heal up. Which, mostly, they are doing. Combined with painkillers, I think I can sleep more of it off soon.
This is not what I expected many months ago. But it is what is happening, so we deal with it.
Hugs are good. I don't even know if I am usually a huggy person, but they are nice right now.
Scary, bonny.
And sheesh, Cass. So hard! But I'm glad you were there, much as your muscles probably aren't. (Oh, and as an aside, my phone is dead at the moment, but I expect the replacement tomorrow.)
This is not what I expected many months ago. But it is what is happening, so we deal with it.
Yup, that's the crux of it, isn't it?
My dad's Parkinson's is progressing, as it does. Some setbacks, and honestly we just have to deal with the fact that it's not going to get better. But it's hard, because with medication, some things are better. Like, notably, his voice. So tonight we had a really nice conversation. Reminisced, chatted. It was really good. There's enough scary that I really appreciate the nice times like tonight.
So I'm glad you're there for your dad, Cass, hard as I know it is on you.
Wow, I go grey for a couple days, and a ton happens. Tons of ~ma to all those that need it!
Scan shows progress! Yay!
Ginger, that is fabulous news! Keep up the good progress!! Sorry to hear about the ribs. But holy cow, what a trooper!
SJ, how goes the car thing? I hate being without a car. It is my mobility/freedom. Totally feel your pain.
IOmeN- bank is still waiting on one last document from the HOA. There is talk of trying to extend the closing date. Hopefully selling bank will be open to the idea. I have a 1/4 of a bankers box filled with papers for this thing. Ok, and just a leeeetle emotionally invested in it. ::grabby fingers:: want! Oh, and I think I'm locking in a rate of 3.375%
Now, if I could fall asleep, it'd be great. This week has been 8am instead of 10:30am work. so. tired. Got home and passed out. Now, it's 1:35, and can't fall back to sleep. Blargh.
SJ, how goes the car thing? I hate being without a car. It is my mobility/freedom. Totally feel your pain.
The handicap conversion place is open today despite the fact that it is still very hot, and I have called AAA to tow me there. The mechanic I talked to seemed to think it will be a 5 minute fix; I'm hoping he's right, I'll still be able to get to RI today, which was the original plan.
