Why do I feel so guilty that I'm hobbling around the house like a 90 year old lady? I'm still managing to do all the things that I normally do albeit slower. The emails of sympathy and other stories of broken tailbones have been coming in to make me feel less embarrassed that I'm so clumsy. I had a friend that told everybody she knew that broke her leg skiing. The truth? She slipped in a pile of vomit in a grocery store parking lot.
Suddenly, I'm feeling less embarrassed.
Today was the first Monday in quite some time that I didn't go to the shelter. Unfortunately, I've had quite a few foster homes wanting to take a break lately, so I'm trying to assess where cats are going etc so that I don't end up juggling too much at once.
There was a mix up at one of our veterinary offices. I thought I had a small CREDIT balance when in fact I owe $3000.00. I guess "mix up" is an understatement, and I feel sick to my stomach. We have the money to pay the bill, but that took most of my "kitten season" cushion. We'll be ok - but fundraising has to become paramount - and quickly. It's politically incorrect to say that animal rescue is a "business". I'm sure there are many who would disagree with me, but if you've ever worked the admin on a rescue, you'd know without a doubt that this IS a business.
The hard part is knowing when to hang up your business hat and become a rescuer again. :)