This is a purely selfish post having nothing to do with GT kids, but I need to get this out:
We just found my almost 16yo old cat dead in his sleep. I had the cat before I had even met the husband. I was so busy this week that I paid no attention to him. I feel guilty on top of feeling sad.
I'm having painful and expensive oral surgery tomorrow.
The head gasket went out on my van and cost us a bundle yesterday.
The economy is taking its toll on my husband's employer, a consulting firm, and things aren't looking good for his department. There are no jobs out there to consult on, and layoffs loom. The existence of the department is in jeopardy. His job is probably safe--he's a golden boy there, so I honestly think they'll find a place for him somewhere--but with all his people gone, he probably wouldn't want to stay. It's depressing.
It's been a hard week.
Just needed to get all that off my chest. Thanks.
I'll probably be absent for a couple of days after tonight due to a drugged out haze. Ugh. Please wish me better days on the other side...
