I’ve had 3 crises in the past 24 hours, I’m at my limit.
1. our small dog magically teleported through the fence. I checked, no holes, and the dog is less than two feet tall, he didn’t jump. I asked him to come back the way he came, he just stared at me. Had to go around to get him.
2. Lost the sprinkler that I just bought. This one gets me particularly because of how mundane it is. It’s a 7 dollar sprinkler and can be replaced. I just… can’t afford to spend another 7 on a sprinkler just because depression makes me forget. It took me somewhere in the area of 12 hours to find, with off and on searching.
3. While I was having the sprinkler crisis my cat ran past me to the garage. I called her name and she ran under the house. I shrugged it off, she can hunt rats under the house if she wants. Then about 2 or 3 hours later we hear a cat calling from the back of the house. I go to the garage and call the cat, no answer. Then I can see the cats little feet through the attic fan, the cat is screaming bloody murder at this point. I go up to the attic and fetch her, she’s bewildered to the point of not even knowing who I am.
So I managed those three things. In other news while I was torturing myself over those things I got set up to see a therapist next month. I’m just scared of what might happen if I lose myself in this. I just keep breathing, waiting for… I don’t know…. a better day.