Day 12

I think “dazed” is starting to be a good word to describe how I am feeling now. I don’t think it helped that I caught an awful cold the day after I left Aaron at the Reserve Center and my past week has been a routine of Day Quil-Kleenex-Night Quil – repeat. Its been a struggle just making it through the day – my mind wanders and can’t stay focused on any task.

At home I think the dog and cats are just happy they are getting fed daily. I made a list of things I need to do this weekend – like mow the lawn (starting to look a little jungle-ish), and go grocery shopping.

The pets , or as I refer to them ‘my starter children’, have each taken on new roles now that Aaron is gone. It used to be Bagley (dog) would sit on his futon and more or less do his own thing. If something good was on TV he would come sit on the people couch – now he lays on the floor and watched me watch TV. It can be creepy sometime. He still likes to sit on couch and watch TV, but usually that means he needs to sit on my lap.

Boo (my white kitty) used to be my playful kitty. She would run around the house and play with anything she could find. If she was allowed upstairs at night, I usually awoke with her claws in my toes. Now she is my cuddler. She follows me around and always needs to be touching me.

Spooky (my black kitty) used to like to be my lap sitter. She would alternate between sitting in the window sills to sitting on my lap – Now she takes the highest vantage point she can find and watches the door. She used to sleep on the bed at night, now she sleeps on the landing and watches the door. I wonder if she is waiting for Aaron…

388 days to go.