ita I am so sorry.
Today is wear boots? Okay, I can do that when I go out to run errands. The question is: skeleton feet Doc Martins, or Fluevog babycakes?
Wasn't someone in the market for a glass skull candle holder? [link]
You rang? Oooh, that is a good one. Thank you for the link!
Things that make me happy:
The kitties, all four of them.
That I wrote over 1K words on the fiction project last night.
That someone from a Large Internet Retailer emailed me asking for my resume.
That while I miss SoCal, Seattle autumn means boots and velvet blazers, whoo!
Things that make me happy:
My brother is visiting this weekend.
Flexiril.
It will eventually be 5:00.
oh, ita !, I'm so sorry. What a shitastic week. People have already said it first, and better, so I'ma say "What they said."
Because it deserves its own post:
ita, that sucks about your mom's cancer. I am so sorry.
Ooh, Jilli - it makes me happy that you have a fiction project in the works.
Gorgeous fall days like today make me happy.
Beautiful yarn makes me happy.
My little old lady cat makes me happy.
New art supplies make me happy.
The cafe downstairs puts aside a cupcake brownie with fudge icing for me every week so I can get two per week. They've even written my name on it.
Which helps me get past my anger at the towing company that lied to me yesterday and was going to be cheerfully late today and still hasn't come for my car yet, and past the random emotional breakdowns I've had so far. I only have to get through five or so hours at work. That's all. Then I can go home, and ... I dunno. But at least I'll be home.
As for prognosis, we don't know yet. We'll know more next week. Right now we're operating on "mass on scan" and "explains a year of symptoms" and "we're sure that's it".
I know any prognosis is going to make me break down. Just because.
Things that make me happy:
Oh! How could I forget? I have the Family Flea in my city now!
Cancer can fuck right off. ita, lots of ~ma to your mom and your family.
Happy things?
My jaw barely hurts post root canal.
It is a beautifully sunny day outside. Which I can see from my new cube.
K-Bug and I are going to see Hair on Sunday.
I'm wearing cute shoes that don't kill my feet.
I can drive down the hill and see the bay and the islands on my way to the grocery store, or the Canadian Coastal mountains ahead of me and Mount Fricken Baker on my right when I go to the mall. Five minutes from the house there's a leafy cliffside drive with an everchanging view of a succession of bays and islands. Or I can walk down to the end of the street, cross the road, and walk around the lake. Even if it's a day I don't get off the couch, just knowing all that's just on the other side of my front door makes me happy.
