There are no trials starting tomorrow, so no jury duty. Yay! Whew! Yes, there are exemptions but, “my husband just died” isn’t one of them. Who knows? It may have entertained me for days and kept my mind off of my own life.
Haven’t left the house but for getting mail. Of course, another bill! House insurance. Wanna know how high it is here? “Giraffe nuts high” as my husband would say. I am freaking out.
Getting a panicky feeling that only comes from having zero clue about our finances. My husband kept it all very close to his chest, handled it well and was quite brilliant with it all. He liked doing it.
It’s the orchids. “Splurge and see? Told ya’ so”. This is a direct message from my husband.
Had an almost happy day anyway cleaning, dancing to some music, and singing to the pets. Very slowly, everything is going into it’s place. Every little thing. So overwhelmed by the evening.
Onlyme posted about the before and after. I wish my husband was here to see how the dog and the elderly, blind, cat are finally coming to terms with each other. He would love it. They both adored him.
I’m okay. Not better. Not worse. Just okay.
It feels like Groundhog Day, the movie. Stuck in a time warp of some kind.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Much love. So damn sorry for us all.