The weeks from hell continue

So the week from hell has turned into the WEEKS from hell. Things are just not too happy in my life right now. Work issues, non-work issues, and now my poor Tig had to have major surgery and is currently sleeping in the downstairs bathroom, wearing an e-collar (a.k.a. Cone of Shame). Male Maine Coons have kidney issues, and unfortunately, Tig 3.0’s hit early. He was sick as all get-out on Sunday, but I thought it was something else and thought I could wait until the regular vet got in Monday morning. Barely. It’s crystals in his urine, and it could have killed him if I had waited much longer.

Three days and over four figures later, my poor boy is groggy and locked in the guest bathroom and wondering why he has to wear a plastic cone around his head.

Time to blog about Israel issues? I have none. I’ve lost four half-days of work in the last week, and I can’t afford that or the expense of Tig’s surgery. I need to figure out how to enable a Paypal tipjar when you’re not a nonprofit, because my books are not yet selling like hotcakes. (Although it’d be nice if you passed the link along and mentioned that yes, it’s also available in paperback. And through my CreateSpace store, where I get a larger chunk of the sale price.)

Oy. I could use a break about now. I won’t get one. We have a super-busy weekend planned at my synagogue. Then I’m going to run up to NorVA to meet some relatives dropping their daughter off at college. Then we have the work week.

All this, and I’m behind schedule on book two.

Yeah, I could use a break or two coming my way.