Monday, November 30, 2009

One day at a time

So, Bug (my ex-boyfriend's mother) seems to be stable. We are all praying that she'll (somehow) make it through the holidays. According to one of her regular visiters, she has maybe two months left in her. I've made a decision.

I'm not going to mourn her before she's gone. I'm going to take it all one day at a time, and hope like hell that somehow I'll still have some sanity left by the end. I'm going to try to visit her everyday.

It's the very least I could do for a woman who, almost singlehandedly, managed to bring me out of a deep and dehabilitating depression. I would do anything for her.

So, blogging world, I may touch on the subject in future posts, but because I'm not going to engage in preemptive mourning, I'm going to move on.

I think I'll tell you about happier times. I'm afraid that life right now kind of sucks - not just because of Bug, but also because of work.

You know that work had to figure into my bad mood, right?

Not to go into any details (because you never know who out there could be reading this), but there's a serious managerial problem at our store. Our assistant manager has been fired unfairly. The backlash from it (and years of upper-managment screwups) has been pretty severe.

That and my best friend, my sounding board, my emotional support has died at the ripe old age of eleven. Rusty is now among the deceased.

All of this adds up to Nyx in a pretty bad mood that rivals even the pissiest PMSing gorilla.

So yes, look forward to many stories about happier times, back when none of this existed and life was as simple as life can get.

3 comments:

  1. Not that pets are more important than people, but I share in your loss of Rusty. My old friend passed on this year at 12 and is still missed.

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  2. Aw man, I'm so sorry things are hard right now. Hang in there.

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  3. Richard: Thankyou - pets become a part of our families, don't they?

    Aunt Becky: Yep. I'm hanging on. With an iron clad grip :-p

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