The past two and a half weeks are kind of a blur for me, starting with when we brought Fluff in for her surgery. I’m behind on reviews (I’m sorry, I promise I will get at least 3 of them up this week!), and I haven’t had anything much of substance on my blog lately. I’m kind of playing catch up in pretty much every aspect of my life right now.
I’ve been working 7 day weeks with the exception of yesterday that I took off to go to the St. Patrick’s Day parade here in Denver. We go every year, and have a blast. This year was no exception. This year Violet stayed at Grandma’s house, though. At 2 1/2 she wouldn’t enjoy being told to stay put for 3 1/2 hours (the length of the parade) in a large crowd. We spent most of our time at Breckenridge Brewery with a group of friends, enjoying some adult beverages and corned beef sandwiches.
Scott and I also had a “date night” on Friday night. Violet spent the night at Grandma’s and we had a quick beer at Breckenridge and then dinner out at Fogo de Chao, which is a Brazilian churrascaria. It was super delicious, but so filling.
To be honest, Friday night and Saturday were the highlights of the last 2 1/2 weeks.
Violet started tumbling on Saturday morning. She really enjoyed it (her aunt and cousin took her, since we were being irresponsible parents drinking at the parade). She has also started a new bedtime routine which involves about 37 kisses, 25 hugs and a minimum of 42 high fives before we can leave her room.
Ellis and Tulo are doing ok. I think they have both grieved Fluff in their own way. They don’t know that she has passed away, but they know that she is gone and they have both looked for her. Tulo has started doing some things that Fluff used to do – especially with Scott. He has slept on top of him, and licked his nose in the middle of the night – both things that Fluff used to do, which Tulo had never done before.
I finally got back to yoga last week. I had taken the previous week off, as we spent our evenings at the vet visiting Fluff, and then saying goodbye to her. It felt good to get back to it, and it really helped me try to find my focus again.
Violet asks about Fluff every day. When my phone rings, she asks if it’s Fluff’s doctor calling. When I go to make a call, she asks if I’m calling Fluff in heaven. She tells people that Fluff is in heaven with Vinny. Yesterday she looked for Fluff outside – rarely do we let the cats go outside (always supervised), but when we let her go out, she would always go to the same spot.
I’m working. A lot. I’m so incredibly grateful to have a job that pays well and keeps me busy, since I received the invoice for all of Fluff’s medical care today. Five pages of it. I kind of felt like puking.
I picked up Fluff’s ashes today. I had a mini-panic attack before I went in, but held myself together until I saw the bill. And then the care coordinator who was with us the evening we let her go came to give me a hug and I completely lost it. We received two nice pawprints they took, and I think that one will be perfect for me to get as a tattoo. I wish we had gotten the same from Vinny when he passed away.
My weight loss is going well enough. I was down 32 pounds as of Thursday, but like I said we had a weekend full of eating and drinking. My goal is another 13-16 pounds from where I am now.
My house is a mess. I’m exhausted when I get home, and all I want to do is sit on the sofa, or spend time with Violet, or do anything but clean. And then when I’m done doing that, I have paperwork to do. I feel like I’m never going to be able to get caught up on everything.
Not much exciting going on the next 2 1/2 weeks. But, in 18 days it’s my birthday and the plan is for a fabulous weekend of baseball, family, and fun.