Late, but...

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I kept hoping I'd see an opportunity.  I would have taken it.  Some might suggest that the whole day was an opportunity.  And, it was, except it really wasn't.  Just telling you the truth, like it or not.

I did get some waterers filled, and chores.  I ate several meals, fixing some more than others.  I took care of what Sassy needed and wanted.  Oh, and I did get the trash and recycling out, and to the road.  Well, and put bags in the trash cans, inside, and recycling bin.  So... I... did some things.  Small things.  But... some things.

So tired.  But I kept holding out hope I would get to dishes, maybe a shower, other things.  Hmm... I may trim my whiskers as a last thing.  I did take the last doses of the various medicine.  Not... bad for as bad as I feel, and am doing.  Graces aren't taken, they are given.  And I have been graced all the way to kingdom come.  I don't deserve it.  But... the only one who did, died for me.  Not fair.  Not easy to accept.  But, once done, the... task is fini.  Odd how that works.

Goodnight.