Throw Me a PFD

Anybody else drowning today?

Nothing’s going right for our little family here lately.  Work is a mess – I have spent the last three weeks frantic, heart racing, trying to do a million time-sensitive things.  That’s what I get for saying I was starting to like it.  Recruiting a new member of senior management, planning the summer picnic, directing the work of a spate of new interns, learning the job of the member of senior management for whom I am recruiting so I can do most of her duties while I look for her replacement (because I have lots of time to spare, what with all the interviewing and such) – that’s the tip of my normally manageable iceberg at the moment.  We’ve had some bad news at home, too.  It’s all to do with finances which is just fine – if I’m gonna have a problem, give me money over health any day.  Still and all, it gets depressing when you can count the dollars in the bank on your two hands, and it’s gotta stretch for two more weeks.  And all that’s left in the cupboard is tins of tuna, iffy home-canned pickles, and calcified taco seasoning packets.

What with all of this happening at once, we both feel overwhelmed and wretched.  And it’s coming on summer!  Thank heavens, if it was February right now I think we’d both walk to a bridge, join hands, and leap off it into bill-free, job-free, and worry-free oblivion.  But it’s May.  It’s hard to stay downtrodden in May, with the sun shining brilliantly, and the vegetable garden growing like mad.  Even when the *()&*&*)(#&$* squirrels keep digging up all the plants.

Tonight we are having a mobilizing meeting.  A pad of paper, sharpened pencil, and two brilliant brains should be able to come up with a plan.  That’s what being married is for – because two heads are better than one!  Together we’ll figure out a way to make tasty tuna tacos with pickle garnish for dinner, and then solve other less complicated problems.  At least we have each other!  At least.  We have.  Each other.  My poor coworker, whose wife is suffering deeply from her daily chemo treatments, keeps me thankful for our health every day.  We have home, we have food, we have love, we have a fantastic cat.  Good things.  Good things.  Good things.