At the risk of being a drag, I'm just going to post a few things about this week, and then I'm moving on to lighter and more entertaining things. I don't want this blog to become a downer, but since I already mentioned the friend with a heart attack and my computer in a previous post, I feel a desire to follow up on it.
First, the man ended up having TWO heart attacks Monday night and a couple of procedures to keep him alive and correct things. Four days later he's doing better and hopes to go home early next week. A stressful time for him, his family, and all who care about him, but a happy conclusion is in sight.
Second, my dear friend was diagnosed with cancer on Tuesday. I can't tell you how upsetting this is for me and everyone who loves her. In my mind I know that she's in God's hands and there's little reason to fear she won't recover from this, but it's still hard to think about all the medicine she's going to have to endure without crying. I feel so helpless and I want to be able to make it better. I have to be careful where I cry because I don't want a repeat of the drowned laptop fiasco.
Third, on Wednesday I sent an email to a friend and while I meant it one way, she took it a different way. And for good reason. In general, people usually understand what I mean when I'm writing, even when I'm using sarcasm or being a little snarky, but in this case I wasn't clear at all. I can't even blame her for assuming the worst of me. Maybe all the stress is getting to me and ruining my ability to communicate, or maybe she and I just have very different communication styles, I don't know. Either way, If none of this post makes sense, please assume that stress is the problem and not...whatever else you might be tempted to assume.
Fourth, (I know, this is getting long. Bear with me, please.) last night my dog ran away again. I don't know when he even got loose or how. He's an escape artist, which is probably why he ended up in the SPCA in the first place, but he's such a sweet boy and I so don't want him to get hurt or be lost forever. Today I almost lost it when out of habit I asked Trooper to pick up his toys so Malcolm wouldn't chew them. Trooper said, "Mer Maltom doe?" (Translation, "Where did Malcolm go?") Sad, sad.
So, I won't be bringing up these topics again except maybe to celebrate a happy resolution to one of the stories. I've been so distracted by these and other everyday things that I haven't even TRIED to write a book since Monday. But I do have a little good news: I'm writing this post right now on my resurrected laptop (hurrah!) and I also somehow managed to get a few cute/funny videos this week to share. If you've read this post in its entirety then you definitely need to watch a video or two to bring you up out of the hole I dug. They're all sweet, but my favorite is 'Hair and socks'.
Thanks for reading, and may your upcoming week be full of wonder and good news.
First, the man ended up having TWO heart attacks Monday night and a couple of procedures to keep him alive and correct things. Four days later he's doing better and hopes to go home early next week. A stressful time for him, his family, and all who care about him, but a happy conclusion is in sight.
Second, my dear friend was diagnosed with cancer on Tuesday. I can't tell you how upsetting this is for me and everyone who loves her. In my mind I know that she's in God's hands and there's little reason to fear she won't recover from this, but it's still hard to think about all the medicine she's going to have to endure without crying. I feel so helpless and I want to be able to make it better. I have to be careful where I cry because I don't want a repeat of the drowned laptop fiasco.
Third, on Wednesday I sent an email to a friend and while I meant it one way, she took it a different way. And for good reason. In general, people usually understand what I mean when I'm writing, even when I'm using sarcasm or being a little snarky, but in this case I wasn't clear at all. I can't even blame her for assuming the worst of me. Maybe all the stress is getting to me and ruining my ability to communicate, or maybe she and I just have very different communication styles, I don't know. Either way, If none of this post makes sense, please assume that stress is the problem and not...whatever else you might be tempted to assume.
Fourth, (I know, this is getting long. Bear with me, please.) last night my dog ran away again. I don't know when he even got loose or how. He's an escape artist, which is probably why he ended up in the SPCA in the first place, but he's such a sweet boy and I so don't want him to get hurt or be lost forever. Today I almost lost it when out of habit I asked Trooper to pick up his toys so Malcolm wouldn't chew them. Trooper said, "Mer Maltom doe?" (Translation, "Where did Malcolm go?") Sad, sad.
So, I won't be bringing up these topics again except maybe to celebrate a happy resolution to one of the stories. I've been so distracted by these and other everyday things that I haven't even TRIED to write a book since Monday. But I do have a little good news: I'm writing this post right now on my resurrected laptop (hurrah!) and I also somehow managed to get a few cute/funny videos this week to share. If you've read this post in its entirety then you definitely need to watch a video or two to bring you up out of the hole I dug. They're all sweet, but my favorite is 'Hair and socks'.
Thanks for reading, and may your upcoming week be full of wonder and good news.
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