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I've been busy the past few weeks. A couple weeks ago I had an outdoor brunch with friends from work. One of the parents gave us a lovely monetary gift with the suggestion of happy hour or dinner out. I really enjoyed hanging out with them, eating from my favorite breakfast place, drinking mimosas and just having a fairly carefree (socially distanced outdoor) social gathering with a few friends.
My oldest brother is out of the hospital and seems to be doing well. He's back to work at least part time (driving for Lyft) and seems to be in good spirits. That's been a big relief!
Two weeks ago, my roommates and I did a big bedroom swapping furniture switch. I moved into what was previously the library/guest room (two huge floor to ceiling built-in bookshelves - I'm in heaven), the Boy moved into my former room to get a little bit of privacy from his mom (their rooms were connected with a jack-n-jill sink space that was always left open because the cats' litter boxes are in that space) and his former room is now officially the guest room but more a giant walk-in closet/storage space for T. My new room is huge! I didn't realize until I moved in that the door doesn't actually latch closed - there's a little deadbolt to close it with, not entirely awesome when I'm trying to stumble blindly out in the middle of the night, but it will work for now, until I get around to putting a maintenance request in.
The move was exhausting and in combination with work, which is also soul-destroyingly tiring at times, last week I pretty much collapsed into a heap and refused to get out of bed on Sunday. And then my roommate got sick at the beginning of the week and got ordered to get tested by her doctor. Which meant that by dint of proximity I had to quarantine and stay home from work till she got her results back. Two and a half days of sitting around doing very little were exactly what I needed. She got her results back late Friday morning so I went in for the afternoon and was actually happy to see the kids.
I was already planning to be off work on Wednesday afternoon to take Zoe to the vet. She has had a little bump on her lower belly, a bit bigger than a button, ever since I've had her (about 11 years) but the weekend of the move I noticed that it had gotten a good bit bigger (the vet described it as roughly the size of a strawberry now). I had to take a Lyft to the vet's office since T was sick. I was a bit conflicted since I was supposed to be quarantining, but they had said it was that time or the end of October so I didn't want to reschedule. Well, guess what. I got there, called in (they are still doing curbside pet pickup) and found out that the vet had just - like within the past few minutes - gotten very sick, 'passed out' was what the person I talked to said, in the middle of an appointment. So I had to take my very upset Zoe who hates cars right back home again. They were luckily able to reschedule her for yesterday. The vet doesn't think it's cancerous but I should probably get it biopsied anyway since he doesn't know what triggered it to start growing. I'm extremely grateful I currently have enough money to actually do that, which I didn't when the bump first appeared.
And finally, today, I went to Jo-Ann Fabrics for the first time since the pandemic started.
Time to make some fall/halloween masks!
My oldest brother is out of the hospital and seems to be doing well. He's back to work at least part time (driving for Lyft) and seems to be in good spirits. That's been a big relief!
Two weeks ago, my roommates and I did a big bedroom swapping furniture switch. I moved into what was previously the library/guest room (two huge floor to ceiling built-in bookshelves - I'm in heaven), the Boy moved into my former room to get a little bit of privacy from his mom (their rooms were connected with a jack-n-jill sink space that was always left open because the cats' litter boxes are in that space) and his former room is now officially the guest room but more a giant walk-in closet/storage space for T. My new room is huge! I didn't realize until I moved in that the door doesn't actually latch closed - there's a little deadbolt to close it with, not entirely awesome when I'm trying to stumble blindly out in the middle of the night, but it will work for now, until I get around to putting a maintenance request in.
The move was exhausting and in combination with work, which is also soul-destroyingly tiring at times, last week I pretty much collapsed into a heap and refused to get out of bed on Sunday. And then my roommate got sick at the beginning of the week and got ordered to get tested by her doctor. Which meant that by dint of proximity I had to quarantine and stay home from work till she got her results back. Two and a half days of sitting around doing very little were exactly what I needed. She got her results back late Friday morning so I went in for the afternoon and was actually happy to see the kids.
I was already planning to be off work on Wednesday afternoon to take Zoe to the vet. She has had a little bump on her lower belly, a bit bigger than a button, ever since I've had her (about 11 years) but the weekend of the move I noticed that it had gotten a good bit bigger (the vet described it as roughly the size of a strawberry now). I had to take a Lyft to the vet's office since T was sick. I was a bit conflicted since I was supposed to be quarantining, but they had said it was that time or the end of October so I didn't want to reschedule. Well, guess what. I got there, called in (they are still doing curbside pet pickup) and found out that the vet had just - like within the past few minutes - gotten very sick, 'passed out' was what the person I talked to said, in the middle of an appointment. So I had to take my very upset Zoe who hates cars right back home again. They were luckily able to reschedule her for yesterday. The vet doesn't think it's cancerous but I should probably get it biopsied anyway since he doesn't know what triggered it to start growing. I'm extremely grateful I currently have enough money to actually do that, which I didn't when the bump first appeared.
And finally, today, I went to Jo-Ann Fabrics for the first time since the pandemic started.
Time to make some fall/halloween masks!