A quiet week

 After all of the grief lately, and the utter trauma of last Saturday, this past week has been quiet.

I am a few days into my break from chemo, and my guts are just fine.  No waterfall diarrhea.  I'll go for my every three weeks labs tomorrow or Tuesday.

I see the podiatrist on Wednesday.

Dave has a case open with Fed Ex, but no resolution yet.  He will call them again tomorrow.  We are hoping that the driver is at least reprimanded, and that they repay us for the vet bill.

In the meantime, though, Dave's forgotten annual bonus came through (for 2 months of last year), so that helped us recoup the money on this side.  That was a big relief, and a VERY nice surprise.

We remembered that he waited until March to retire so that he would get the bonus, no matter how small.

We've been hearing that it's supposed to rain and rain and rain here, starting yesterday.  Not one drop yet, and the sun is out.

Hopefully, we will get some rain at some point in the next few days.  The forecasters keep saying we're in for a drought-breaking soak, but I won't believe it until I can go out and dance in the puddles, which I often do.

In the meantime, my daffodils are very happy, not having been thwarted by the freeze that we had after they started blooming.

The back yard is lush with non-native, but lovely, spring time plants, such as henbit and veronica.  Veronica is SO very pretty, with its tiny lavender colored flowers.

It's very strange to be out in the back yard without Sammie.  Strange, and hard. She loved us so, especially Dave.

I got all of my chores done yesterday, and today, we will be draining, cleaning, and refilling our little hot tub.

Given, of course, that it's not pouring rain.

Have a good week.