I discovered a few carpenter ants in my abode and immediately waged war against them. I shall prevail and reclaim my territory.
I was gifted a fancy-schmancy whiskey aged in port wine casks. It’s delicious but I’m allergic to something in it. The warmth of the whiskey quickly turned into burning and itching.
Disclaimer: I still enjoyed the time spent on this, but…
I spent 2 hours talking with my highly inebriated and closest friend because she decided to spend Christmas with her family. Her shitty, shitty family who has always been some combination of neglectful and passive aggressive. She’s also very sensitive and it still hurts her after all these years/decades that they treat her this way.
We usually spend the whole day with my parents, but for the second year in a row it was cut very short by winter weather.
The year before that it was illness, and before that the heart of the COVID pandemic.
I was really bummed because I don’t think my parents have many Christmases left.
Got lucky. But one year my wonderful kitty got very sick and had to be put down on Xmas eve. That coal hurt for months and years. Happily, I’ve worked through it. My two kitties got tuna on Xmas day.
My kitty had to be put down on the 20th and we’d tried so hard with meds to get her better, but it got worse quickly. She was 17 1/2 years old and I’ve been having such a hard time with it, but also feeling bad for being so down right now. I think this will also take me months and years, but your story helped. We’ve definitely been trying to love and pamper our other twerps : )
My heart breaks for your family. Love on the remaining fur-people extra hard and think of all the good times your lost kitty got to have with you.
