anxiety, cats, everything (~)
Heh. I looked at my to-do list. It would be empty... if not for the cats. With the cats, it's got like ten things on it.
Kinda broke down today. Shemp's eye was the last straw for my brain, I think. It's not actually that scary and I know that rationally. I think we still have like $400 left in donation money, and... I mean, it's probably just Kitty Pinkeye. We have a day of hassle, get him some drops, and he'll be fine.
But still. All I've been able to do is sleep. There's a pit at the bottom of my stomach and the unfocused anxiety is awful -- even though mama and the kittens are GREAT and I really think Shemp will be OK.
We even got the kittenproofing for the doors today, so wrangling them will be much easier. And I wrote up a note for the local Reddit asking if anyone can take Peebles and Artie, which will dramatically reduce our expenses -- and our worries that they'll strike out on their own one night.
This has just been rough. I suspect all this time playing Aunt Tiger is making me stronger and better able to deal with crisis, but...
There was enough to worry about already. Maybe THAT'S the blessing, though? No matter what goes down tomorrow, I gotta keep my shit together for the kids.
re: anxiety, election, drugs, everything (~)
The election itself?
You know? I'm kinda going into it OK. I wish I'd had enough savings to put the big consolation prize/murphy's law bet on Tr*mp that I was planning.
But I think I like the odds I'm seeing. I'm less and less convinced that the "Shy Trump Voter" effect is gonna save his ugly ass. It's still gonna be a mess, but I see a lot of good signs that (a) Biden really IS ahead (b) Trump's advisors are running scared (c) Trump doesn't have the political currency left to pull any major shenanigans besides whining and delay tactics.
I still really really hope our dealer comes through tonight. -_-