Return from Elba

I have returned home.

The cruise was wonderful. I keep feeling entitled to food for free, so I do need to re-frame that experience lest I end up in the penal system.

I'd like to say that I remain entirely rested from my vacation, but we have stumbled into a series of mishaps upon our return.

Today, rather than re-entering our real life slowly, we went to the funeral of one of Bryon's aunts who passed away in our absence. It was a good funeral and her death was not unexpected, but it was not the leisurely day we'd hoped for.

Tomorrow we take Sekhmet in to the vet's to have her stitches removed, and over the phone, the vet intimated that her situation is potentially dangerous. But that could be like Bryon's pre-cancerous polyps, which if removed are fine, or that could be something more. He didn't want to talk over the phone. How I wish we hadn't called until we'd returned home. Bryon's mind has been here pretty much since that call.

Our water heater is spraying water, so we are currently a cold water household, and we call the local hardware store tomorrow. That's the third water heater we've had in 13 years. This one went in in 2009. Something is remiss. There will be a consultation.

And Monday I resume work.

This is our adult life in the adult word doing adult things. We snatch peace where we can and we hope for no greater crises that damaged water heaters, because we do not wish to lose our pets to cancer.

More to come. Suffice to say that it was a good vacation, well worth the trip, and will remain so regardless of what the next few days bring.

Catherine

Mirrored from Writer Tamago.