Some days, just getting through has to be enough.
And if 1) no one has gotten seriously hurt; and 2) there’s been no major collateral damage; and 3) no kittens have died,* all the better.**
That long list of things you fully intended to take care of today, but failed to? It will still be there tomorrow.
Forgive yourself and go to bed. It’s OK.
*Last March, a new family standard of measure was established as we were trying to figure out how best to take care of our semi-feral mama kitty and her five newborns. At one point, Tim said, jokingly cavalier, “What’s the worst that can happen? The kittens die.” And Reeve responded: “Dad, ‘the kittens die’ IS the worst thing that can happen.”
**There’s also my age-old end-of-the-day perspective check of “At least I wasn’t trapped in an overturned Porta-Potty today!”—but that’s a story for another time.
Photo: Twombly, our sometime feral kitty, hanging out earlier today on the back stoop where she first appeared in June of 2009.
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