Dig It

Today has been semi-hectic. Z had to go get his glasses fixed after I accidentally broke them yesterday — that ate up spare morning time. Then we did some digging, but he had to scoot off with Smaller to a scheduled playdate. Smalls and I did some more digging, and I *think* that we’re most of the way there… but it’s dark and late, so we’re going to have to reconvene on that tomorrow. At least it’s the right time of the winter to have my poor boy’s remains tucked in the garage. We’ll get him sorted tomorrow, and I’ve already ordered a nice headstone for him.

On the whole, I’m feeling… better… well, that’s a relative term… today. I know we made the right choice at the right time. I think friends affirming that has been one of the best comforts I’ve had in the past 24 hours.

Past that, got a tiny bit of work done, so hooray for that. *chuckles* I had hoped to start pulling back alongside myself this week, but *gestures vaguely* So it goes.

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