28.5.2016 | 23:27
I wrote my usual blog article yesterday, due to be posted today.
I was having second thoughts by bedtime, thinking it just wasn’t … right. It didn’t seem to be the right topic at the right time.
Or maybe it was just clumsily written.
The idea had seemed good at the time of writing, but in retrospect … meh.
She read through it this morning, and she didn’t feel it was up to snuff either.
So I scrapped it.
I’d rather be a day late – or miss a scheduled post – than share a truly inferior article.
No, I’m not a perfectionist, but I do have pretty high standards.
It’s been a rough spring.
As many of you know, we lost one of our cats at the same time we were moving several hours away. As if the general stress of moving house wasn’t bad enough, we had to say good-bye to our beloved Finn, whom we’d had since she was a feral kitten.
The weather has been … insane.
It seems like there’s been no “normal” spring weather this year – it’s either been early summer or return of winter.
One week we’d have all the windows open, letting the home get nice and toasty, and the next week we’d have to turn the heat back on, because of cold and dreary skies….
Yes, sometimes that’s just “spring in North Carolina,” but this year has seemed more extreme than usual.
(A few weeks ago, we barely cracked 60° F – this week we were hovering around 90° F for a few days….)
Yesterday we started the day with another sick cat, one who was diagnosed with IBD not long before our move.
We weren’t sure she was going to make the move either, but she’d been doing better.
The past week or so, though … not so much.
As if that weren’t enough, one of the smoke alarms went on the fritz.
You know this one: *beep, beep, beep* (pause) *beep, beep, beep*
The rental agent couldn’t get here for about four hours. *beep, beep, beep*
Debra tried to switch out the battery – it doesn’t have one. And one of the wires came loose, and wouldn’t reattach. Nor would the smoke alarm refasten to the ceiling.
Hence, the call to the rental agent….
(Turns out it was a different, nearby smoke alarm, not that one, but still – an extra nuisance, on an already bad day.)
And then today….
I decided to christen a new shirt I hadn’t had the chance to wear yet: organic cotton, exquisite rose color, beautiful flowing style, lightweight and comfortable on another warm day….
We got back from our errands, and I was struggling to reopen the patio door – the latch sticks, and it sometimes takes some … finessing. (That’s French for … hammering maybe, or hitting, or … you get the picture.)
One of our other cats jumped on her tower next to me, lost her balance, and –
Dug her claws into me.
I heard the fabric rip as I yelped in pain, scaring the poor cat who’d already dropped to the floor.
I managed not to bleed on the shirt – it usually takes a while before cat scratches well up and start to flow – but there were three impressive little holes.
In my brand-new, never-before-worn, gorgeous shirt – the one I was planning to take to events because it was so lovely and flattering….
No, I’m not mad at my cat. She didn’t mean any harm, and I reassured her that she wasn’t in trouble.
But I’m only human, and I don’t have a very large wardrobe to begin with – and very little of what I have is really nice enough for public appearances.
And now I’m down one article….
Yeah, I was a little upset.
I’ve been having wardrobe issues for some time now.
(A pair of shoes literally came apart a week or two ago – I mean, literally. The rubber sole just … completely detached from the part of the shoe above it. Fortunately I was home at the time, not power-walking around the neighborhood.
They were several years old, sure. But they’d served me well, and were still in good condition.
They were also comfortable to walk in…. *sigh*)
So yeah, I’m taking a break from talking about gluten this week. I’ve been going through a rough patch, and gluten just isn’t the first subject on my mind.
Thanks for allowing me to share with you – if you’re going through a rough patch, I know you’ll understand.
And we’re here to help you through yours.
I just might not be wearing my best shirt….