In just the past year I’ve:

1. Left a job of six years to start another at one-third less salary, but which gave me a ten minute drive to work instead of a 90 minute (each way) commute;

2. Lost a business I started two years prior with my partner;

3. Filed for bankruptcy as a result of #2 above;

4. Spent thousands of dollars to try and make two cats healthy and keep them just a bit longer. That’s Marge & Homer, a sister and brother who came to me almost 16 years ago and were my constant companions during the upheaval of my life in that period;

5. Lost the battle and had to send Marge & Homer to the big sleep;

6. Learned, about two weeks ago¹, that my father, battling cancer, has six months to live and there’s nothing more the doctors can do but make him comfortable.

On one of those lists of life events that are the toughest to handle I think I’ve hit just about all of them. Well, except divorce, but I’ve been partnered for 10 years now and that at least looks stable.

I am still waiting for the other shoe to drop, as it were.

I trudge on, and this blog will, maybe, be something of a help, or at least a metaphorical shoulder to lean against…

And I keep thinking I have nothing worth writing about. Ha!