Well, like the title says, I didn’t do a whole lot of writing over the last week.
Friday was my biggest writing day. I worked on a few posts for Sustainably North – I wrote one about the Ukrainian Christmas celebration my family and I have (and how this year we all made gifts instead of buying them, which was fantastic), then a few of me taste testing some milk alternatives (an introduction post and a post about soy milk). So that was good because I’m a bit ahead with the blog again.
Then after that, I spent a bunch of time just generally getting caught up on things. I went through a whole bunch of emails on Sunday. I finally took down most of my Christmas decorations. I repotted one of my violets, which was actually a double plant; I split them apart and put them in new soil together, so I’ll have to wait and see how they do (they haven’t been doing well in the pot they were in, so I’m hoping this will help!) Then I tried to clean up my lucky bamboo, which for reasons unknown has been turning yellow. So far it’s just been the leaves that have been turning; at a friend’s advice, I got a water filter and gave it filtered water instead of tap water. Hopefully it will like that better!
Here’s a before and after picture of my Lucky Bamboo.
Then yesterday, I tried sitting down to write but it just wasn’t happening. So after reading a book for a while, and watching some Youtube, I decided to start scanning some old documents and notebooks. I’ve been meaning to do this for quite awhile. So even though I didn’t get anything written, I at least felt somewhat productive. Plus that made some room for a few books that have been piling up around my place (they were mostly gifts from Christmas that I just hadn’t found a place for yet).
So even though I didn’t get any writing done, I hope that decluttering all of these papers will help give me the mental space I needed to write more this week. 🙂
Sasha passed away really early on Monday morning. I was visiting my parents on Sunday and when I went to say goodbye to her that night, I knew it was going to be for the last time. I’d been over a few times that weekend and she very rapidly deteriorated over those few days. It was very very hard to leave her (my mom told me to go home because Merlin needed me, too; my mom stayed with her all night so she didn’t pass away alone). Me, my brother, and his wife all went to my parents’ on Monday afternoon and we buried her in their backyard (she’s a fair distance away from Tink, which I think she will really appreciate – she never liked him in life and I’m sure she wouldn’t want him very close in death either). She will be missed by us all.
*sigh* Every time I think I’m doing a good job keeping up on this blog, something seems to happen and I disappear again.
This time it’s Sasha. She’s not doing very well. She’s been living at my parents’ place for almost seventeen years (she just turned 17 last week! But we got her once she was a few months old so she hasn’t lived there quite that long).
Sasha and Me
Many years ago, my mom and I had a talk about where Sasha would live once I moved out. We agreed that she would stay with them; she was probably around 10 already and had lived her whole life in their house. So when I moved out I was able to adopt Merlin while Sasha stayed in her home.
We’ve long been joking that Sasha will live to be like 30. She loves her people, but hates almost anyone who comes to visit the house (she actually will go to the door when visitors are leaving to make sure they go!) She’s also pretty set in her ways and has no problems letting you know when you’re annoying her. So of course she’d be the perfect candidate to make it to some ridiculous age.
Unfortunately that isn’t looking very likely now. She stopped eating about a week ago. My parents brought her to the vet (which is never a fun experience – apparently when the vet took Sasha into the back room to take some of her blood, you could hear her out front!) We know that something is wrong with her liver but we’re not sure what; because of her age, everyone agreed not to put her through any invasive tests. So now my parents have been doing their best to feed her and keep her comfortable. Realistically though, it doesn’t look like she has long left.
So of course a lot of things are kind of on hold. I’ve been going to their place as often as I can to visit with Sasha (while being sure not to neglect Merlin).
In terms of writing, I haven’t been doing a whole lot lately. Unrelated to Sasha, I decided not to submit that story I was working on back in June; I’d asked over Facebook whether or not they would accept a shorter submissions. I was willing to try making my story a bit longer, but they never replied to me, so I felt it wasn’t worth submitting to them. I’ve got another market in mind to try submitting the story to though, so I will continue to work on it. And thankfully the submission date is several months away so I’ve got some time in light of what’s happening.
On a positive note, I have been keeping up with Sustainably North. My plan for the month completely fell apart because I’ve been reading a bunch of nonfiction books that I really wanted to talk about on there. I considered starting to post twice a week, but right now I’m still just doing one. Earlier in the month I was a bit ahead and felt like I had a lot I wanted to talk about, so two posts would be possible. But I’m back to being just a week ahead right now (I just wrote the post for next week this afternoon); I’m going to keep it at one post a week for at least another month and then decide from there.
Sometimes plans can change unexpectedly. That’s what happened this week. I haven’t done a whole lot of writing lately because I’ve had some friends visiting from out of town. One was a good friend who grew up here; he came for his first visit home in two years. Then a few days after he left, another friend came up from the US to visit; I spent the week hanging out and showing him all the cool stuff around town. It was a fun week, but it was exhausting. After driving him back to the States so he could catch his flight home, I drove back here, expecting to spend the next few days getting caught up on sleep and emails, getting ready to work in earnest on the StoryNexus game I’ve been planning, and most importantly, hanging out with Tink.
But all of that changed on the way home. I got a call, urging me to get home quickly. And what I came home to was one of the most devastating things imaginable: Tink was gone.
When I’d left earlier that day, none of us had an inkling that he wouldn’t be there when I got home. He passed away quite suddenly during the evening; he was gone well before I made it home.
I don’t want to give a lot of details. The last few days have been hard. Everywhere I look, I’m reminded of him (particularly in the basement, where we lived together). Eventually this will be a good thing; the memories I have of him are all good ones and I wouldn’t change these last two months for anything. But right now they’re just a constant reminder that he’s gone.
So earlier today, I decided to put the StoryNexus project on hold, and instead channel my grief into a new project. I will provide updates when I can, but they will probably be few, particularly during the first bit while I’m working through the worst of my grief.