First things first. Tomorrow Morning. 0600 hours EDT. Check out the total lunar eclipse on Slooth. Friends in the Pacific – check it out in person.
Friday, October 3, I came home from work and found Carlton dead. Very dead.
It has been an “interesting” 6 months. My new will starts out…”I am now a widow.” That is my new identity. It sounds so serious – Widow. I am no more serious than I ever was. You need a sense of humor to venture into the world of widowhood.
I have made progress. I didn’t suffer from grief that paralysed me. My grief took the form of hyperactivity. The enforced inactivity of Kona – Kailua Coma as a friend calls it – helped. I am almost back to my normal sloth-like self. Carlton was always our family Energizer Bunny.
I hope – really hope – that all the mephitic paperwork is done. Pretty Please. Dear IRS, please like Carlton’s Tax Return.
A new normal has been established. I learned how to clean the toilet. How to sort of run the vacuum. How to feed myself.
Big task ahead is getting myself to the asylum. Which includes getting rid of Carlton’s stuff and downsizing. But, hey, I downsized once. I can do it again.
Damn – Sarah Brady just died. She was only 73. Nobody is promised tomorrow.