Thursday, April 4, 2019

Left Behind

Why does the world march on and I just stay stuck here?  I do daily chores, although some better than others.  I avoid the yard, and it really, really needs tending.  My excuse has been rain.  I did get some of the leaves bagged up, but there is so much more.  I cannot pay the kid to mow because I have no cash. 

I did finish one of the paintings I had begun before Larry became so ill.  The second one is very nearly there.  That's something.  Been spending a lot of time in front of screens, watching Marvel movies, Deadpool, random crap.  TWD and Survivor and American Gods.  I still feel empty.  Not sure how much I can care.  GOT is back soon. Meh.  Still haven't done the Affidavit.  I did empty out the drawer and medicine cabinet a little more.  I feel less hoardery now. 

I stopped the Meloxicam.  It got worse and worse.  My blood pressure was up to 140/99.  Not cool at all. 

I miss Larry intensely now.  I want a hug.  I want him bustling out back, making our home nice.  I want to feel his warmth, to listen to his breathing at night.  I used to do that, wake up and just listen to him existing next to me. Now it is so quiet.  Sometimes I wake up the kittens so I can hear them purr.