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The Struggle Is Real

I just need to get through this shift. This past seven days have been crap. With the exception of the time spent with Chris. I want tomorrow to come because it is my day off. I don’t want it to come because of what it represents. I am hoping for a solid night of sleep tonight. I have been up and down all night.

I am not sure what to do about Essie. Is she sick or is she feeding off of my anxieties? I was able to coax her to eat some breakfast but I had to go get her off the couch to do it. Stella of course kept trying to get to Essie’s bowl when she would stop eating. I had to keep poking my head out of the utility room to keep an eye on things. Which it sounds as though the dryer stopped. Hang on while I check to make sure my jeans are actually dry for work.

Even though I got up a little early I still feel like I am running around. Laundry got folded and the last batch went in to the dryer. I got the girls fed and outside (although I need to see if Essie is going potty or not and she keeps disappearing on me… if she’s not then I need a vet appointment). I am working on this. I snapped some photos after I checked the dryer so I will have something new for you. Ironically the sun is actually going to be out today. And I won’t be able to see it. I am hoping it will be out tomorrow. I need to fortify the house for tomorrow so that I don’t need to go anywhere. If necessary I will talk to the vet on the phone and see if there is even anything that they can do. It might just be a natural progression. I forgot to give her pumpkin this morning. I will give her a spoonful before I leave. Speaking of which I need to wrap this up and get out the door. Thanks for reading and stay safe.

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