Happy Thursday to you, my loyal blog readers. I only have a few minutes before I go to face a deluge of deadlines, so I figured I'd wrap up a few of the threads I've left hanging from earlier this week.
The cat - Because she's very old, my husband and I had already discussed whether we might need to have her euthanized. However, her problem turned out to be potentially solveable with a change in food and some supplemental Metamucil. She spent last night at the vet, and we should have a clearer picture of her care needs today. Even in obvious discomfort she's been alert and mobile, so we take that as a good sign. She reeks, though, and I'm not looking forward to trying to give her a bath.
The cars - I'm still not going to have my car back in time for the rally I wanted to do in mid-May. However, my rally partner wasn't about to give up that easily - she's offered her car instead. It's a lot newer and nicer than mine, so that should be fun!
The emergency backup car turned out to only need a new battery, so it's up and running again. However, that leads to another little story.
Yesterday morning I was headed out the door in plenty of time to run an errand on my way to work. My husband had been driving the car, so it had fast food trash on the floor. I put the key in the ignition and set my purse on the passenger seat, grabbed the trash, got out and put it in the barrel next to the garage. When I returned to get in the car and leave, it had locked itself completely.
You can imagine how I felt. My every interaction with cars of late has resulted in money being vacuumed from my wallet, and this would be no exception. I called a locksmith and made it to work 30 minutes late and $40 poorer.
I'm staying optimistic though, 'cause what else is there to do? I've long since passed my "weeping and gnashing of teeth" phase as a response to daily stresses. It takes too much energy and just makes me feel bad.