February 6, 2022

Breakfast may be my favorite meal to eat out. I like having the variety of options and everything warm at the same time. So today we ate inside a restaurant for the first time since our anniversary last June. That’s nine months ago. Granted, we’ve eaten at restaurants but only ones where we could sit outside. It felt weird and nice at the same time. I’m thankful for some normalcy, finally.

February 1, 2022

This poor guy had trouble keeping one of his eyes open this morning. It was watering and obviously bothering him, so I called the vet as soon as they opened and got him an appointment.

Getting him to the vet is always an ordeal. When he was puppy, a veterinarian broke a swab off in his ear when he had an ear infection. It scared him and he didn’t want to let her continue the exam. So she took him to their back room where someone could help her. Apparently they muzzled him. I wasn’t in the room at the time, and when she brought him back, she proceeded to tell me he was a dangerous dog. He was only 8 months old. And she had just manhandled him. I never took him back there, but he’s been terrified of vet clinics ever since.

Thankfully, we found Dr. Katie, who is excellent with him. When I explained his fear, she had me bring him by just for pets and treats. It took a long time and he needs to be medicated (doggy Xanax!) before visits, but he lets Dr. Katie examine him. Today she said his eye has been scratched. We need to put in an ointment several times a day for a while, and hopefully it will heal. I feel so bad for him, but I’m thankful it’s not anything worse.

January 30, 2022

The Sunday night blues hit around dinner time today. I think it’s a universal feeling for everyone who doesn’t have one of those “do what you love and it’s not work” jobs. Oh, to be so lucky.

But at least I got some things done today—cleaning, of course, but also I sewed a bit. We have towels that were coming unraveled, and I finally got them fixed. I also worked on the furniture I’m redoing for my sister. My hands hurt from pulling out staples. My back hurts from hunching over and sitting on the floor. My chest is aching again. I’m not used to this physical labor! But it feels good in a weird way. I celebrated by making a raspberry galette. Mmmm.

I’m thankful for the weekend, and I’m going to try not to worry about the coming week.