Well, today is almost over and I feel like it took about 10 minutes. I spent a good 45 minutes unwrapping packages left to decontaminate in our foyer, which sounds very exciting but in reality was mostly dog food, dog treats and vitamins. The only really good thing in there were six bottles of wine, at least one of which I look forward to guzzling later tonight (in reality, I will have 1.5 glasses and fall asleep).
In a few minutes I will go pick up the puppy from the vet’s office where she had her spay surgery, finally. Oh how I am dreading the cone weeks ahead of me! At least I won’t be expected to go anywhere, I guess. I did get her little Suitical in the mail today. I’m not sure how it will fit her but in a few days when she’s feeling better I am definitely going to put in on her, because it looks like a little black turtleneck and I have always wanted a little dog who looks like a Beat poet.
We’ve already ordered dinner for tonight and as a bonus it will even be delivered. I’m certainly more than happy to bid farewell to this week, which has not been the best, but I also don’t know that the coming weeks will be any great improvement if I don’t set about adjusting my own attitude. I did get emails that my hair salon and nail place are reopening soon, and I can’t decide when I will be ready to return. My husband is chomping at the bit to get his hair cut, but I might be in the buy-a-gift-card faction and not the into-the-breach faction. I want to give these places my money but I also don’t think any of this is all that great of an idea.
Here’s something: we totally forgot to pay the mortgage this month. WHOOPS. It’s paid now (don’t ask me why it’s not an automatic payment, my husband handles that one and he “never” forgets, except…he forgot) and nothing bad will come of it, but good lord. Could there be a more clear reminder of how time no longer means anything? Forgetting to pay for our HOUSE? I can’t even be that upset about it and I feel like at this point the credit union would accept “lol! sorry!” as a reasonable defense.
UPS is honking outside and I hope to god they aren’t bringing me anything. I JUST CLEARED OUT THAT FOYER.