Every day
I've survived my first full day at work (I'm considering leaving at 4:00 full) and so did Kai, although he was gloomy by the time I got home. The dog walker came by at noon and called me after to provide a precis of their time together, which was a nice thing to do. Kai would be less stiff if he got up and moved more often, rather than plunking himself down by the fence and waiting, waiting.
Some days are simply more difficult than others. There is no logic to it that I can tell. It is just how they are. Today is one of those days. Even keeping busy -- cooking, laundry, reading, is just not enough.
Which is not surprising. Stupid processes.
It could be that the day did not get off to a good start because I had nightmares. I won't trouble you with them. They were bad. I woke up and decided it was close enough to getting up to get up. With luck, tonight will be easier.
And tomorrow is another day.
Some days are simply more difficult than others. There is no logic to it that I can tell. It is just how they are. Today is one of those days. Even keeping busy -- cooking, laundry, reading, is just not enough.
Which is not surprising. Stupid processes.
It could be that the day did not get off to a good start because I had nightmares. I won't trouble you with them. They were bad. I woke up and decided it was close enough to getting up to get up. With luck, tonight will be easier.
And tomorrow is another day.