Perspective

I’ve had a pretty down week. As in fighting tears and being worried pretty much all week long. I know it is partly the stress for the upcoming move out of country ad part pms, but still I hate being weepy and I’ve been this all week. The weather also hasn’t helped. It’s been gray/misty/rainy/cold during a time of year that I’m used to having sunshine and warmth.

It all kind of came to a head today. We found out that we can’t get driver’s liscenses until we’re over there, B may have to come back stateside four days after we get there, it was cold and wet. Get the picture? I was mopey and we went to the gym. I had to call AT&T about my phone (they won’t help me unlock my iPhone so I can use it overseas) and they closed the indoor track for pt testing.

B managed to cheer me up and put me in charge of our evening plans. So we called our dear friends the Blondies. We agreed to go bowling up on base and grab dinner there. Then, about an hour before we were going to meet Mr Blondie called B and gave a garbled message about going to the vet because ‘she’ was dead. They texted just a bit later to say their dog had died. Shortly after that they asked if we still wanted to get together because they needed out of the house.

They has just taken the dog out and when she came in she stumbled through her water bowl, seized up, and died instantly. She was less than two years and so goofily sweet. Their eyes were red rimmed for most of the night.

And it gave me perspective. Life isn’t bad just because AT&T and apple are jerks. There are more important things out there.

~The Countess~

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About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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