Winters woes

As a seasonal change, I like Winter.    It can be refreshing on a nice day, and devilishly cold on those darker days.

What gets me down is my allergies.  These didn’t manifest until last year, and I forgot all about them.  The fungal spores from decomposing leaves is wreaking havoc with my health.    Fortunately I’m a little in front of the eight ball with anti-histamine.    The extent of that seemed to not reach my eyes.

They are red, sore and itchy.   As someone who wears glasses, not wearing them does give me some relief – though I don’t know why.   My work has me working on computers day long, for which I need glasses to see.    Its frustrating.

Fortunately these past few days has been part of an extended weekend so I’m getting some recovery time in.  Its slow going.  A variety of eye drops certainly helps. Sleep when it isn’t alluding me, does wonders.

One more day to recover and then back to it.   I wholly expect to not be 100%.   Fortunately I work in a supportive team and have a variety of tools to augment my work until the symptoms clear up.   The kids pitch in at home by making sure toys and such are clear of walkways.   Without my glasses I can’t see clearly beyond my arms length.

The cats are learning too, be wary of me in this state.   Though when I sit down to rest up, they quickly avail themselves by hopping up for a cuddle to get warm.


Which way?

I feel that I’m approaching a point in my life where I feel like I need to change direction.   Its just a feeling and I can’t clearly define what that is.

I do understand that to change direction I at least have to slow down or stop in the direction I’m going.

What does it all mean?  I honestly don’t know.   I know it involve change.    Whether in a single facet or across a spectrum, change is coming.

Life without…

I pose to you this simple question: Is your life enriched by a pet?

For myself and family, there has been virtually no days of our collective lives in which a cat has not be a part of.

I can’t express how having a cat in my life makes me feel; though I can assure you the day a cat has left us, it hurts.    Some of the cats were part of our lives for barely a few years, others several years.    Our love of cats led us to become foster carers, where the mutual enrichment was enjoyed by ourselves and the cats we were caring for.

Each and everyone has had such a distinct and unique personality.   They very quickly cease being a pet and become a member of the family.    For the fosters, seeing them leave to go to their forever homes were very emotional times in our house.

You don’t quite realize how much they affect your life, until they aren’t there anymore.

In no particular order here’s to Allana, Anastasia, Sam, George, Harley, Holly, Beth, Jonah, Jenko, Jude, Kira, Molly, Oakley and Shelley.