Tuesday, September 3, 2013

In Which Lo Surrenders to WhatThe HellCanHappenNext and Feels Somewhat Better

Urk!  Ugh! Aarrrgghhh!  and OY Gevalt!
also, Ouch, Oof, Yoicks and ShitPissFuck!
So here I sit in a puddle of[ tears and a pile of broken crockery.......the latter self inflicted in protest and childish petulance and to relieve some of the pressure
The sad fact is that I had to put my precious cat, Gussie down over the weekend and although I knew it was inevitable I had  been trying to postpone it as long as possible.  I finally realized that she was going downhill faster than I could stop it and, for both of our sakes,  I took her in to go across the Rainbow Bridge.    I am pretty good about such disasters but still I did weep and am still heartsore and craving some warm furry creature to hug and pet.   Saturday nite I actually took my TeddyBear to bed with me.........TB happens to be the only present my Father ever gave me.....I was Sixty(60) years old at the time and was still happy to get it, but that is another story.   I am considering asking Laurel, my Vet whom I got to adopt my tortoise shell kitty, Winnie, to rent her back to me for a while.  I am not sure I want to make another long term commitment right now....hell....at 86 what can I promise? 

So, I am wounded and fragile and shaken and all that on top of which the air conditioner in the bird room has chosen this very moment to croak, the ceiling fan/light in the garage, inspired  by the audacity of the AC, has done the same, one wheel on my garden cart decided to disintegrate,  my car battery, not to be outdone, just conked out....also the car AC is ailing and perhaps on its last legs, my precious reclining chair, without which I have no incentive to live, collapsed, the frame of my brand new glasses broke after only 3 days and had to be replaced by a more expensive pair,  and the market is out of stock on Twizzlers.........are my stars out of alignment or what?  There are even a few more serious disasters in process regarding the failing health of several of my nearest and dearest, but we will not go there today.

I am reporting all of the above mishigoss only to clue you in as to why I have been blogless for so long and also to let you know that I have not given up yet, but am still reeling and staggering around and putting one foot in front of the other occasionally.  Having had the recliner repaired (first things first) I have been spending a lot of time escaping into Books on Tape, meditation and just napping to shut it all out and remaining as motionless as possible to avoid causing any new disasters.

All of which reminds me of an old joke which I only partly remember.  About the guy who died and was being escorted to heaven by an Angel and as they were walking down a long hallway they passed a closed door from which issued dreadful groans, moans, wails and screams.    The man inquired about what was going on in there and the Angel said, "That's Hell" and opened the door to reveal an endless lake of shit, populated by an infinite crowd of people struggling to keep their heads above the shitline...... They were all pleading, "Don't make waves!"


  1. I am so sorry to hear about Gussie. Of course you did the right thing for her but what hell for you.
    Oh Lo! Your stars ARE out of alignment. One thing at a time, please!
    I have been thinking about you, hoping you were okay and now I hear that you sort of are and sort of aren't and well, thanks for letting us know.

  2. Sorry about Gussie, Lo. I say wait a few days out of respect and then get yourself a kitten.

  3. I agree with Ms. Moon, you need to post once every two week or else we worry!

    Just publish

    "I'm good!"

  4. That's enough punch line for me....

    I just know your vet will reprise Winnie.

  5. Oh, my dear friend ~ I'm so sorry for your loss!
    Sending huge hugs ~

  6. What a string of sadness and disasters! Hopefully you will have a furry companion with you again soon.

  7. Please accept my condolences for the loss of your precious Gussie. No matter how long we have our beloved pets, it's never long enough.

  8. Grief over the loss of the relationship with an animal is just as powerful that occurring when a loved one dies. We've been there and done both. So sorry for your loss.

  9. Oh, I so feel for you!
    Losing a furry kid is truly heartbreaking!
    I'm so sorry for your loss.
    May the memory of Gussie always be a blessing!

  10. Everything does, indeed, happen at once, doesn't it? Maybe it's best to get it all over with, then move on. I'm sorry for the loss of your pet.

  11. I'm so sorry to hear about Gussie. That final act of love for our suffering pets is so very hard. I'm glad you have a Teddy Bear...I do too! Hand made by a dear friend. Your friends here surround you in your sadness Lo, with much love.

    As for the other things...as Ms Moon wrote ... one thing at a time. Taking a nap and meditating inbetween each one is also a good plan.
    XOXO Daisy and Barbara

  12. Oh Lo, I feel for you in so many ways. Having to lose Gussie must have hit you hard, I know only too well the feeling that comes from losing a feline friend.
    Other mishaps are I'm sure as you say, something to do with you stars, Saturn and Mars must be having a laugh with you at the moment, IT WILL PASS..Everything does.
    I think its a great idea to borrow a pussy cat from someone as comfort.
    Look forward to the next post being a positive one.
    Hugs from u.k.

  13. ...love the joke...hope things have a bit of a turnaround for you Lo...keep the pecker up....if possible!!