Long (very long) day
I've cried four times today. I was going to rehash the reasons why, but Mom, Lexa and Kenz -- you already know why, and that's enough re-hashing for today. However, if you all could keep poor little Dante (Broken, the Expensive Cat) in your thoughts right now ... he seems to be allergic to something or suffering from some kind of fungi or ... something. He's scratched off almost all of the fur on his ears, and we (the vet and I) aren't real sure what's going on. I'm praying it's just a food allergy, and I've put him back on his old, freakishly expensive food, so we'll see if that helps any.
But basically, there's a whole lot of unknowns in my life right now, and I'm not thrilled about many of them. But as I was sitting on the kitchen floor tonight, watching my increasingly balding cat eat his new food and crying for the fourth time, I remembered a song that my mom always sang when things were seeming blue. So I'm going to post it here tonight. Instead of sending more bad energy out, I'm going to send some good stuff out.
"When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings"
But basically, there's a whole lot of unknowns in my life right now, and I'm not thrilled about many of them. But as I was sitting on the kitchen floor tonight, watching my increasingly balding cat eat his new food and crying for the fourth time, I remembered a song that my mom always sang when things were seeming blue. So I'm going to post it here tonight. Instead of sending more bad energy out, I'm going to send some good stuff out.
"When I'm worried and I can't sleep
I count my blessings instead of sheep
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
When my bankroll is getting small
I think of when I had none at all
And I fall asleep counting my blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If you're worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings"