Since this is gone...
I know this is coming...Yay.
Anyway... It's just the way things are when you live in the Not-So-Great-White-North. At least the brutal winds have subsided so that means, twelve degrees is once again twelve degrees. Removing the 'Wing Chill' factor from the mix makes the weather changes easier to take.
Currently I'm observing Ludie getting stoned. Now this isn't something I do for kicks. Honest. It is just the first step in his future extended visits to grandpa's house. I'm hoping that doing this will help his anxiety level when it comes time for him to stay ten days or so at Dad's.
What I can say for sure is that it's not doing much in helping with my anxiety level over it! If I didn't have to drive I'd be sharing the valium with him. I guess that I really don't need that this morning. While I've been sitting here and writing this, I was debating if I should make another pot of coffee.
I finally decide yes as I finish the last of the coffee in my mug. So I got up, went into the kitchen and discovered I still have almost a half a pot left. Hmm... I really thought that'd drank the whole thing already.
Soooo... no, I really didn't take any valium. And yes, I really need to make a second pot.
Ludie, by the way, is lying on the foot of my bed. If I turn around and look at him, he purrs. When I look away he stops. Look at him... Purr. Look away... Stop.
Yeah, I remember meds that good! (come on! I was talking about when I was having chemo and stuff!!)
1 comment:
Don't give him more brain damage. He's too cool for drugs. Ok weird. It has cooled off here some. Short sleave weather in the day and light jacket at night. Execept for the PEZ he has a heavy coat at night. The boy will die in winter I swear.
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