January was an extremely difficult month. To be honest, I never really recovered from last year’s onslaught of doctor appointments. January started off about the same, plus my wife was not doing well. On top of that our dog became very ill and taking care of her was exhausting. We tried our best, but the vet just didn’t have any options left to help her. We had to have her put to sleep last week.
All of that clobbered me – and to be fair my wife probably more than me. I found myself, and find myself, in a position where I am having trouble forming any seriously complex thoughts. Well, they may form, but I can’t develop them or act on them. That extends to things as potentially inane as a blog post (see below, or even right here). This is how a month or a year can just disappear and I have no idea where all the time went.
I’m glad I was treating January as a platform to move off from and not a month in which to accomplish anything major. I still have lots of plans, well, a few, anyway. What I need to do is refine my thoughts and focus on more discrete ideas. Trying to tackle a gestalt concept will just make my head explode.
So, planning and list making and scheduling are the orders of the day – er – month. You know, this might take a while, maybe I should make this a long term project.
2 comments:
That definitely sounds like a tough time. Having additional difficulties to manage like Kathy and the dog as well make it even worse. It's nice to see you active and posting again. The troops were starting to murmur - "anyone heard from Warlo lately?"
Losing a dog is traumatic in any circumstance. With them being your constant companion while home so much more than the average bear (Dr visits excepted), I expect the trauma is increased even further. I enjoyed meeting and spending time with your pets. I will miss them I'm sure the next time I darken your door.
Now go revisit your facebook account. I loaded you up with new opportunities to get your remaining brain cells to collide on a regular basis.
Yeah, she was with us for 15 years and was a very good dog.
We're taking a rest from dogs for the moment, but we'll let the cats assault you the next time you're here.
Um, Facebook. Yeah, I haven't started back there yet. In fact, all I did was sign up and I've already forgotten my password. I better go check that out.
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