Well, what we didn't need was a $300 vet bill on top of a smog test for the car and new medical bills arriving in the mail today. Oh, and the $1500 of expenses from June? Still not paid. So, like any two people who have been deprived of carbs for two weeks, Aaron and I put a big dent in the bag of Halloween candy this evening once Olivia finally went to sleep. She had no nap today and was fretful and wired. We'd had no nap today and no bread since August, an ugly combination.
I was supposed to again have a conversation today with a (maybe, possibly) potential employer; it had been postponed twice before. We did talk -- to reschedule again for next week. I feel as though I didn't get asked to the prom. If I had any other job leads it wouldn't have loomed so large nor been such a disappointment.
The whole family went to the vet's office to get Sadie treated. Poor thing ended up getting most of her rear end shaved. She was a trouper throughout, though if it's possible for dogs to be embarrassed, she sure looked it. Olivia seemed frightened of Sadie's new 'do. As we walked home with our mohawked dog, Olivia screaming with fatigue and hunger and trying to climb out of the stroller, Aaron tried to offer me what comfort he could: "Garlic bread? Ice cream? Ravioli?"
We came home and dutifully ate a South Beach Diet meal of chicken and vegetables. Then afterward, when today, last week, the last 6 months, came galloping to the forefront we opened the bag of candy to know some sweetness, however temporary.
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