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May, Week 3

Stressed.

Feel Good

I feel like I keep starting these with how crazy it is and how stressed I am, and I wish I had some other intro, but alas, here we are again. I'm trying to wrap things up with the new house with getting quotes for the initial work (a fence, electrical and painting) while getting the mortgage approved, which is proving difficult to do with deposits and mortgage approval restrictions, and so I'm in a weird limbo of not being able to do much until that goes through. Movement on this house has also been slow; we've had a few showings, but nothing's materialized yet, and we can't reallllly sell it without people getting into it, so it's a bit much to handle.

I know it will work out the way it's supposed to work out, but I'm still anxious about it. I remember this period from the last few houses, but it was a bit easier with having the other house sold more quickly and not potentially closing before. The good thing is the new house is substantially cheaper, and there is a sweet spot for buying and selling where I won't need to pay two mortgages, so fingers crossed that materializes correctly.

School ends this week, and it's just going to be a busy few weeks/month(s), and I'm trying to mentally prepare myself for that. I've got some babysitters lined up to help a few days for this weird in-between of the end of school and full-day camp starting (luckily that's at their school and the same hours, and I stuck them in after care so I won't be doing the 3pm race to pick them up with the two hours of work after), and then Taylor is here next week. We have some small travel planned for next weekend for my grandmother's burial up at the Jersey Shore and then the following weekend I'm heading back up to Philly for my 20-year high school reunion... so all of that is good stuff, it's just a lot, particularly with closing on the house immediately after.

Do Good

The biggest drama/trauma of this week was Daphne ate an entire snack pack of raisins (43 to be exact); for those of you who don't know, raisins are one of the most toxic things for dogs, and because it's unknown what exactly causes that toxicity, they treat it with extra precaution. Some dogs eat a few and go into kidney failure after 24-48 hours while some have to eat a huge handful for that effect while some don't get sick... SO upon finding one times guilty-looking golden retriever in her crate with an empty box, we headed to the vet.

(It actually turns out that to get to an ER vet for ingestion of toxic substances, you have to call Animal Poison Control (which costs money for an evaluation) and then they give you a case number, and THEN you can give that to the vet to be seen?!)

Anyway, Miss Daphne ended up being hospitalized for two days, where they had her throw up the 43 raisins, gave her a cocktail of meds, and pumped her through of saline IV fluids.

I'm grateful I have pet insurance. Sometimes it feels like a waste, but this is round two of needing it for her in as many months, and I've spent more than a year's cost at the actual vet, so at this point it's worth it.

Look Good

Outfits this week! It's been HOT and humid, but luckily it's going to go down some. I wasn't quite ready for summer justttt yet.