as well as creeping back into some of my other activities now that care-giving has settled into a pattern, however momentary and my digestion isn't waking me up in the small hours.(Even tackled a little work on my pandemic WIP, but not like before. But things don't seem good enough when i think about putting them out there.
And then, my cat died.(Rather like when my mom needed extra help with transferring, I sort of pictured both of them would be complicated events with a great deal of heavy decisions. Instead, everything changed abruptly.) In some ways, that was better, but the adjustments I might have imagined in my head haven't helped that much.
I'm sorry about your cat.
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