I'm having an interesting week. It started with the death of my cat, whom I've loved for 16 years. He was struck by a car in front of my parent's home. It had to have been instant because my dad heard him on the porch doing his cat thang, and 20 minutes later their neighbor was knocking at the door. His only injury was to his head, so I keep telling myself that he didn't know what happened. It was that quick.
On a lighter note, my principal knows my looney co-worker is crazy. That bodes well for me.
And on an Amazon note, I did go to the gym yesterday to workout. I did chest, shoulders, and triceps...what my husband calls a "push" day.
I've got to go to bed now, as I am exhausted from all the things that have gone on, and the stuff that is yet to come...but more on that later.