Wooooooowwwww…a day off. Like, a legit day off. Good lord I was so tired today you guys. More tired than I’ve been in a long time. It was absolutely the going out on Friday night. But also the grief.
Cat’s memorial yesterday was very beautiful. It was out on the beach, like she’d have wanted. Everyone just got up and talked about her. Bear’s speech was perfect. Wolfie got up and made everyone cry because he wanted to say that he wasn’t going to give up, no matter what or how much it hurt. Then we went to a rooftop greek restaurant over in Venice and he wanted to snuggle on my shoulder because he was so tired. We made fart jokes together, and I told him I was proud of his speech. We’ve gotten really close, he and I, especially over this last year.
Today, I ate food, I slept, I went and got girl scout cookies…and that was about it. It was a haze. Is a haze. I’m still wiped. I’ll be up tomorrow morning, but not pushing quite yet I don’t think. “Pushing” meaning going hard after the writing. I think I’ll probably take it pretty easy on that front, just a little bit to get me going, but nothing too crazy. Then full strength on Tuesday. Hoping to make it a little mini catch-up week before work is crazy next week.
We’ll see.
Night night.