Bleah.  Friday was one of those crap-ola days where everything seems wrong and bad even though nothing really is.   I haven't had one of those days in a while.  But it came with full force Friday morning.  I hate that feeling.  And I know that all I have to do is wait it out and it will go away.  But in the meantime, everything sucks:  work, money, upcoming vacation to Cape Cod, my fat ass.  Everything.

I ate lunch which helped a bit and then engaged in some retail therapy at Target and Old Navy.  Being a cheap (fat) ass, my therapy is cost efficient.  Then I went to pick up Savannah's cremains at the vet.  I was going to ask them if I could donate our unused syringes to the hospital, but I could barely speak and as soon as they gave me her box, I just ran out the door to the car. I really felt like I was bringing her home.  I have no doubt that folks (perhaps reading this) will think that having one's pets cremains is creepy or typically North American.  But I really, really like having her with us at home.  Last night, I was thinking about what will happen in 20 years, and No, I don't imagine we'll have a Shelf of Past Pets, but I also cannot imagine not having her right here right now. 

So that was kind of a downer end to a downer day.   But at least I could focus all that negativity on one thing last night. 

Oh, and yesterday, I forgot to mention the face plants I've been doing in the house crawling over the puppy gates.  We have Patches restricted to certain areas of the house by wooden puppy gates, and the last 2 weeks I have done some major tumbles getting over them.  The heel of my shoe keeps getting caught on the top of the gate and then I'm flailing about wildly trying to grab something before I crash down.  Sometimes I catch something, sometimes I don't. 

Not to make inappropriate causal connections, but it occurs to me that Anita as crash test dummy has become noticeable in the last 2 weeks.  And Savannah died 2 weeks ago.  I think this distraction thing which manifests itself in visible bruises is related to dealing with Savannah not being here. 

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