It's 5 pm, and I should be starting dinner, but have SO little motivation to do so. Looks like it's going to be me and David only tonight - sort of a picture of things to come once the last kid leaves the nest later this year. Suddenly, it'll be me, David and the cats. (and Maggie too! woof!)
Since the crap-fest day yesterday, I've had little motivation to do much. If it didn't make me happy, I didn't do it. So today, I didn't wash my hair, had coffee with a friend, ate a bagel for lunch and went to the shelter and rescued a cat. Little "Amber" is the fortunate one today:
Weather permitting, I'll probably go back tomorrow and rescue another. Right now, rescuing feels like a "fix" that I need to have. It feels good to rescue and after dealing with some of life's recent day to day crap, I need to feeeeel good.
As I type this blog post, an update from Amber's foster Mom came in after picking her up from the vet: "...She started purring and fell into my arms when the vet brought her out. She's gorgeous! & she was an angel on the drive home, I didn't hear a peep from her..."
Things are looking up! :)