I feel a tiny bit guilty when I think... there's nothing to post, so I don't. I really and truly try to spend a little time each and every day finding something to write about that is on my mind, that has to do with stuff. But it doesn't always happen that way. I'm ok with it now, or ok with the fact that sometimes I'm just really, really happy and nothing comes to mind.
Today has been only a tiny bit different. Most of today I was so busy at work I didn't even get time for as many bathroom breaks as I would have like LOL. We had patients out the wazoo, and our kennel is full for the holiday so it was really noisy.
But on the way home I remembered that tomorrow is not only the day before the first birthday that I'll be alone, but tomorrow is exactly six months from the date that it happened. It was a date I had been dreading... now that it's only hours away from happening, I kind of feel like I did before Y2K. I feel like nothing is going to happen and things are going to be fine. But I feel I need to make some sort of stupid preparation just in case.
This time I can't just get some bottled water and call it good though, I have some petsitting work plans and some help out a friend plans. I think that'll be good. I'm really thinking everything is going to be normal... and it's stuff I'd do anyway.
I have similar stuff planned for Sunday. I'm sure it'll be fine.
:)
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