Wishing the best for your grandma, smonster. Also
I can't imagine not having animals in my life, so I need a partner that does more than tolerate them.
YES! So important. Bob really dove into the deepend of pet ownership when he hooked up with me, my super elderly dog, and two elderly cats one of which was diabetic. And he was kind of allergic to the cats. One of the main reasons that I knew that he was really the one for me was that he not only helped me with their care but he did it with enthusiasm and, eventually, affection. I think he was more heartbroken than me when first Frank, then Swifty died because he didn't have the years of decline, and getting used to the idea of them dying sooner rather than later, that I did. I never really made a list of qualities I was looking for in a partner when I was single (lo' those many years) but, if I had, enthusiasm for pets would have had to have been high on the list.
Thanks, y'all. Made me cry again, in a goodish way.
It's been a rough day here too.
What's up, Pix?
Timesheet done. Another Lucero song posted to fb. And looky there, it's pretty much my bedtime.
When I'm really bummed, I'm never sure if wallowing or distraction is the right call.
Wallowing is rarely the right call, but sometimes it's the only thing I can manage.
I don't know, I think on Day 1, you can wallow.
I think there should be a socially recognized wallowing window. It's not exactly "wear solid black and a full veil for a year", but "take the night off and have some cookie dough and booze" has its place.
Wallowing is rarely the right call, but sometimes it's the only thing I can manage.
It's definitely not the healthy long-term strategy, but some cathartic wallowing is sometimes what you need. And sometimes it's all you can manage, so it's what you do.
I think wallowing gets a bad rap. Sometimes you gotta lay low so you can get to where you don't need to anymore.
