Well, a trying time has been made more difficult by the sudden illness of my cat, Elvis. The poor mite is off to the vet this evening, which should set him right.
However, it doesn't do much for my emotional stress right now. Today everything that might be slightly difficult has felt impossible and a sick cat has led my thoughts down the path of 'what if I have to put him to sleep?'.
Probably over-reacting, but seriously...this day has just been the pits.
Tomorrow, Dad's race bike is going to be dropped off at Robert St and I'm doubtful that I'll be there. I never liked the stupid thing anyway.
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