beauty in the breakdown

God, am I tired.

It's been a really busy few weeks. Something going on every day, so many people to catch up with. Sort of a frenetic, end of summer energy.

I feel like I need to take a day or two to just chill at home, curl up with a book and just mellow out. Make soup. Something like that.

I've been anxious about Hobbes. The vet visit was today, and to build up some courage, ( I started the day out with a call to Greg. )

So Hobbes and I set out for the pharmacy to pick up insulin and needles. That was the first panic. I held the box of needles in my hands and felt faint. I started to whisper, "I can't fucking do this, I can't fucking do this." but then realized, that I didn't have a choice. ( I fucking had to. )

Off to KC and Jen's for a group birthday party for KC (37), Judy (33), and Andrey (30). It was just fantastic. I was feeling a bit worn out beforehand, raw from the vet visit, and generally tired. But I really love this group of people and don't get to see them very often.

( Foods consumed )

We splayed out under the backyard canopy and brimmed with camaraderie and happy conversation. Jen's family was there, and they are absolutely fantastic, as were KC's two aunties. Sarah, Jen's sister, had her adorable baby. ( Good times. )

Home at last, I watched the clock anxiously. ( I've decided that 9:30am and 9:30pm will be Insulin Time. )

Anyhow. I did it. It's over.

Tomorrow I have to mind Jeff and Ellie's dogs and go to another birthday party. I also need to clean my flat and find some time to sit on the couch and read. Finally got around to Jhumpa Lahiri's Interpreter of Maladies and am finding it as excellent as reported.