Weight down below the LIW zone, 3# below my LIW, actually. I'm both pleased and surprised, given how life has turned me into a cortisol geyser lately.
My dog, Maggie, has hurt her back. She's not rallying yet (it happened yesterday), but being 14, I guess I shouldn't be surprised. Not only am I worried about losing her, I'm worried 'cause we're supposed to be gone for 10 days, starting in a week. We were unable to find a caring home where she could be coddled and sleep on her bed for her usual 20 hours per day! So we had resigned ourselves to her bunking in my dad's pasture and being fed by his neighbor.
Obviously, that won't work now. So I was up about 3 hours worrying about it last night. I have renewed my search for a house-sitter to stay here and care for our dear animals. But if Maggie's not even up to that, I just don't know what will happen. :( I almost dived into a bag of Pirate's Booty to drown my sorrows, but I know that won't help: the cup I seek to fill has no bottom.
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