Ouch

My honey came over yesterday. She was supposed to have me help her move a lot of her stuff into storage, but she didn’t have the storage rented yet and of course nobody was open on Sunday. It turned into a very uncomfortable time for both of us, as she apparently did not want to leave but we had nothing to do or say.

I got up to feed my rat. The Rat Who Would Not Die. The rat who spent a whole week in the freezer with the intention of becoming Frozen Ratty-Bites for a friend’s snake, but did not cooperate so I took him out and made him a pet. I have had him for over a year since then. He was barely moving today. I fed him, made sure he had water, and went to do errands.

I took my digital converter box back to Comcast. No increase or reduction in my cable bill. I then took my old TV over to my “sisters”, Star and Jevim. Good timing, as their little TV had just died. They needed a bigger one anyhow.

I tried to call Sunshine but got voicemail.  I came home and checked on Hratgar, the aforementioned rat-not-doing-so-well.  Still not doing well. I put him outside so that he could, at least, die a free rat. Might be the wrong thing to do but I’ll check on him later.

Very very very conflicted what to do, what to feel, how to keep going. Nothing life-shattering, except that I’m already feeling shattered. I have kept going before, and am not going to stop now.

I did chop my beard off the other day. This means I have several days of bloody face as my face gets used to being shaved again, eventually ending with me giving up and growing my beard back, but it had to be done.

May all your days be gentle and filled with love.

Hugs,

Moss