Week 42 - A Rough One

It was a hard week. I had more free time than in a normal week but that didn’t end up being a good thing.

The first worry was Rebar, my oldest cat, who is only 11 and had recently gotten skinny and weak. I called the vet and made an appointment for 4:45 on Tuesday. Since cats don’t usually get sick, I was pretty worried and was expecting the worst. I was so thankful when he said it was just a kidney infection. He gave her 2 big syringes of fluid and a shot of antibiotics and gave me pills to give her for a week. Within an hour, she was markedly better and got even better with every passing day. What a relief.

Since I was home from the vet by 5:15, you would think I would have gotten a lot done but it was like I didn’t know what to do with all that time on a week night. Except for making dinner, I ended up doing a whole lot of nothing. As if one non-productive night wasn’t enough, I went straight home Wednesday and did nothing worthwhile again. And I mean nothing. I didn’t even knit a stitch. Sheesh! At least I was well rested though because all hell was about to break loose.

I did something I rarely do and asked a friend for help via email on Thursday morning. Not because it was something I couldn’t do myself but rather because I had something I thought was perfect for her and that she wouldn’t mind doing. I was wrong about that and when she said no, I went into a funk. I was still feeling crappy so went out for nachos and margaritas after work with a friend, which made me feel better but left me to deal with the problem on Friday. By the end of Friday, several emails and phone calls later, I was in tears at my desk and my friend got so engrossed in an email that she missed her daughter’s track meet. Nothing about this was pretty but we talked Friday night and I believe our friendship has survived this verbal enema. I can only hope.

On Saturday, Andrea and I went to the Scandinavian shop in Elkhorn for an open house. I ate my first ebelskever and watched the Scandinavian dancers then found a few stocking stuffers in the shop. It was fun. After a quick stop for groceries in Omaha, I was home by supper time. Since I’m leaving for LA on Thursday, I should have been super productive on Sunday but ended up sitting in the sun knitting. Go figure. It felt good to be knitting again, having not knit a stitch all week. But now I’m going to have to cram stuff in every night to get everything done by Wednesday night. It’ll be the exact opposite of this past week, when I had so much free time I didn’t know what to do with myself. One of these weeks I’ll find some balance. At least I hope so. Wish me luck.