Sounds beautiful, Zen. Perfect.

Coughing fits, much less than perfect. Sending ~ma.

Doubla post.

Listerine breath strips cut through the ick in my throat wayyyyyy better than cough drops or Mucinex DM. I just woke up from a blissful four hours of sleep, more than I've had in three days. Things are looking up.

That's good, WS. I hope you can get more.

Thanks, Calli. Going back to try for more now. Darlings, have a blessed day.

Feel better, WS.

I actually slept a normal night's sleep for the second night in a row. I'm not sure how that happened, but I hope it is a trend that continues. ION, I tried on the jeans today that I haven't been able to wear since I started thei fertility drugs and suddenly put on a significant amount of weight. Now, they are a little loose on me. It really isn't anything I have been doing diet wise, I think my body is just adjusting to not having all those extra hormones in my system.

WS, glad you got some good sleep.

Can we just pass a resolution that the rest of the summer is going to be puppy dogs and unicorn glitter farts and booze? Because that would be swell.

Please record my official vote as "hell to the fuck yes." Starting with my grandfather's death in May, then KM's quick downward turn and death, then a family beach trip with my sister's meds not working AT ALL which meant Bitch to the Max (plus missing KM's funeral due to said trip), and THEN the day we got back from the beach, we had to go to the vet and have my grandfather's cat put to sleep. Grandpa had made my mother promise to take Charlie home with her, and she did; he was fine for a month or so, then started slowing down and boom - dead from lymphoma, less than three weeks after diagnosis. My parents are both heartbroken; my mom feels like she failed her father and my dad had really bonded with Charlie. I'm telling you, there are better ways to end a family vacation than bawling with your parents and brother in the back of a vet's office.

So yeah, I'm done. I have no spoons for what's happening in Gaza, or on the border, and I'm just hoping my 98 yo grandma can hang in there for at least another six months or so. I feel badly that I can't be there very much for other people right now, but I'm trying to remember that it benefits everyone if I take care of my own needs and boundaries.

And Steph, I'm the same way. When people I love are suffering, it makes me sad, too.

I have no spoons for what's happening in Gaza, or on the border

I care in a really abstract way right now, because I got nothing. Our friend who's gravely ill in the hospital almost died last night, and even though she stabilized, it doesn't look good. She had a massive stroke, her entire right side is paralyzed, can't swallow, and has pulmonary edema now. I don't even have it in me to be optimistic, and that's almost the worst part -- that I can't even hope for the best, because I just don't think that's an option.

I have a Groupon to a shooting range (part of my "step outside my comfort zone" plan), and I think now is a very good time to use it. Shooting things sounds awesome.

Teppy, I'm sorry about your friend.

I must get my ass to the Treasure's office to pay my taxes and then get my car fixed. I know I had a spoon around here somewhere.

Guess who remembered at 10 PM last night that her car registration needed to be renewed AND managed to actually find last year's registration notice with all the secret codes and PINs you need to do it online?

(Because apparently someone is going to identity steal my tag number and VIN and go online and renew my plates for me? Good thing they've got that locked down!)