drowning

I am still reeling from all the emotions I’ve felt this week. and all the thoughts (good and bad) that accompanied them. T has the flu and is unable to get off the couch. Fortunately E got the shot, and K has gone to be with my parents for this long weekend as school is out on Monday. I’m still at risk for catching it, though. The cat really needs to be euthanized (she is pitiful), and we didn’t have the emotional fortitude to do that yesterday. We are hoping she lives through the weekend. The laundry and dishes continue to pile up. I need to clean up and clean out K’s room while she’s away (it’s the perfect time to throw away – I mean “lose” – some of her more annoying toys. I will rue the day when she finally figures out that when she goes away some of her things go missing). And the prices on airfare to London seem to skyrocket by the minute. I have been talking to Christine, my friend from Australia who now lives in London and she is so excited that K and I could come see her. But, good lord, two grand just for airfare and train tickets?! I don’t know that I can swing this trip. There is too much going on inside my head. Too much of a sense of loss. I can’t seem to get out of this feeling of being overwhelmed.