This is what I like to call the behind-the-scenes pic of my Christmas morning. This pic feels a lot like the past couple of weekshas, and what I worry weeks will continue to feel like: Decent attempts to connect remotely with loved ones that - despite going as well as can be expected - will always fall short of the dream; immense effort with what feels like unequal return value; cluttered, messy chaos everywhere after which I seem to perpetually be picking/cleaning up. 2 weeks of personal peace, revert to months of anxiety (and now depression). Vaccine, scary mutation. Election, sedition. New Year, same year.
January 7, 2021
My cat is due her rabies shot and is a requirement where i live in senior housing or I could be evicted from apartment My vet requires that I arrive by car and wait in car while they give cat shots and a checkup I DON’T HAVE A CAR. I posted the problem on a private Facebook group, which I created for my first cousins, and asked for help The cousin who volunteered Is my least favorite cousin but accepted the offer. Feel I have no choice .
August 21, 2020