Sucky day

what started out as a pretty ordinary Saturday fell prey to the domino theory. You know that one – once the first thing goes wrong it sets off a chain with each subsequent disaster compounding life, the universe, and everything. Ok, maybe not the universe – I am not Douglas Adams, but still, there are all the unintended and unwanted consequences of the first disaster.

Example – Gwen, Dani’s & Alex’s Golden Retriever is more than 12 years old. That is really old for a golden. She has been having a few more problems lately, but she is a golden and Goldens eat anything that isn’t hot, heavy or nailed down. Except she stopped eating. Anything, not food, not treats, nothing.  Alex is home with the dog, Dani is out a dog show with Mako where she has driven with another dog owner.

End result? I pick up Alex & Gwen and meet her in Concord at the 24 hr Vet Emergency Room at 1930. Obviously, this is Saturday. The clinic where she works is closed on the weekend.

Did I mention a bad sunburn in spite of sunblock? Or a flat tire? Summary –  I waited with her car for AAA. The tech, Vanessa was fabulous and got the spare donut put on. I then took my car and Mako back to their house. Let the two insane bored dogs charge around the backyard for a few minutes before shutting them in and heading home. It is now 2100+ and it is getting dark.

The freeway isn’t too bad. There is lighting plus headlights & tail lights. Not so once I am on Albany and Berkely streets. You can hardly see the crosswalks much less the pedestrians dressed in dark colors or the bicyclists who don’t think that reflective gear is needed.  I don’t want to feature in a future headline in the local paper about hitting anyone.. 

Nothing obvious is affecting Gwen – so we will see. No obstructions, no ruptures, etc. It is now wait and see. Tire places aren’t open on Sunday, so that goes on the schedule for Monday.

I am tired and the week hasn’t even begun.

 

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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