Yesterday was a hard day. My mom broke her back this week and I had her down with me in New York. So many things went wrong... dumb little things that make it hard to get things done and big things that are hard to handle. The big things you always show up for somehow. It's the little things that take you over the edge. I'd had about five hours of going the wrong way, not having my easy pass, dropping and breaking things, forgetting a phone number, not finding a parking place, dropping my keys, then my mail, then my keys again, and so on. Meanwhile, my mom's in pain, her meds are making her incoherent and her first diagnosis was incomplete so she didn't even know how hurt she was or what she had to do. So I had a little meltdown in the middle of it all. I banged on my computer and yelled just to get it out. Broke my keyboard so now the space bar doesn't work right and shocked the puppy.
Poor puppy... he sat there looking at me cocking his head back and forth. Then he got up and ran to to sit behind my mom... put his head on her shoulder and looked at me from there. That was a reality check.. when you're so stressed your scaring your dog, it's time to step back. So, I immediately calmed down and cuddled him for a while.. and went back to handling that which needs to be handled.
Comments