Dang, Tep, that is a lot for one day. Taking care of your own stuff does not seem callous and selfish to me, fwtw.
I forgot to bring my assortment of glasses to work so I am stuck with working on the computer with normal distance glasses. We'll see how this goes, I guess. I can always go home at lunch to get the right glasses if I need to.
Steph, your dad can reach out for help if he needs it. And he and his doctor have initiated the process of getting him the care he (possibly) needs. Your dog does not have that option. I'd take care of the dog first.
And I was the first call for my dad for about a year and a half while he was dying from lymphoma, so I totally get the whole, "Hospital? Again? Damnit," feeling. I loved him dearly, but still. It doesn't make you callous, it make you human. There's only so often that worry spot in your brain can be hit before it has to offload stress onto other areas.
Also - 17! Wow, way to go, Harvey. Keep it up sweet kitty.
This week's Unshelved comics speaks to both librarians and tech support.
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Congratulations, bonny! Well deserved.
Happy birthday, Harvey! Enjoy your chicken, good kitty.
Steph, I agree with the others: Work, vet, hospital. Your dad is being well taken care of; you don't have to put him first on the list today.
“Perhaps when slowing things down,” Jamie tells us, “placing them in a more ‘serious’ studio situation and no longer treating them as cats, but more like pure subjects, things begin to change.
Nope. Still cats. Just still cats.