Sorry about the header — you can see that once again I’ve changed the look of this blog, and I spent far too much time trying to slot in a ‘cool’ picture for the header — which the pic up there now isn’t that cool because of how much had to be cropped out. It is actually one I took myself from the back “seat” of a small plane when we took Snowy flying for her 86th birthday, so that is the only “cool” factor of it. Since I’m trying to slam a few words down before I have to be in the office EARLY today, I will have to continue experimenting with finding a better picture later.
Nothing like starting an EARLY day by emptying out 2 buckets worth of cat litter. Oh. My. I wish I had a service that would come and clean up after cats for me as it is just too much, especially since I have 2, apparently, of the 4 who have tummy problems and the attendant problems. When I lived in a small apartment community in Atlanta, there was a wonderful company called Dirty Work that for a ridiculously small amount came and cleaned up the “dog walk” area where I took my Scotties. Since everyone else in the building who had a dog ‘walked’ them all over the grounds and my lads and I were the only ones who used the designated “dog walk” area, I knew that I was taking care of our own contributions. It was one of the more wonderful discoveries I made in Atlanta. Since then I have longed for a similar service for my herd. Dealing (or trying to) with them is a very humbling experience, and I’m ready to admit I’ve embraced being so humbled and it would be OKAY if Dirty Work would step in now… No such luck. Where are the kitty pooper cleaners in the River City?
Okay — that starts you off the way my day did. Sorry!
Meetings today, including the early one I must get ready and head in for (although I’ve already forgotten why I’m included). The later one is the “weekly” deal review meeting – heh heh heh. Another potential for battle with the KGs and their chihuahua, which can already go either way.
My boss shared some ‘light glimmering on the far horizon’ info concerning the situation yesterday, so I’m twinged with a bit of hope of improvement, although at what point in the future this will hit only he can say. And he’s caught up in the internecine war that has besotted the focus of too many at the top for the last 2 years.
Isn’t that how it always works when you are in an aggravating situation? A glimmer of light is thrown towards you and you just grab onto it with pleading hope? Well, I’ll give it a shot… again.
Chick is re-emerging. Her sadness is still surrounding her but her sense for taking control of a situation has surfaced and she is thinking through what and how with doing next steps.
She is working on moving her blog, which has a huge audience, to a site that allows ads as that is a way she can generate a bit of money — she has extremely limited opportunity to do anything income-producing because she has traded in her life to care for Snowy, which (and I’m a witness!) is a FULL-time job.
She is checking out options with the NE clinic and with other nearer places. She is researching (always a good sign, and something at which she is extremely good) and problem-solving, and she is finding her own glimmers, whether of hope or not, I don’t know. When she goes in to this mode, she is truly awesome.
In the meantime, she is still having to deal with what is/isn’t going on within her. While the tests have marked that the pregnancy isn’t viable and will end, her body still hasn’t moved on. There’s just been a comma but no period, and how do you deal with that? A full-stop ending so you can start a new beginning?
Of all the ‘things’ I’ve gone through in my life, my experiences have not included anything like what Chick has gone through, including this situation. It is uncharted territory from my view, and that leaves me too inexperienced to offer sage, motherly advice. What do I have to add except that I love her so much?
Fortunately Snowy has been doing all right in the midst of the other 2 generations’ challenges. She is following routine, blessed by again having our world balanced by the 3 of us together in our slotted roles.
Time to press on.
Thank you for leaving me your thoughts!