Most Fridays over the last few years, we’d go for our afternoon walk. Come home, do some chores, get Smokey his dinner, then shower, start Smokey on his post-dinner treats, have a glass of wine or bubbly, make my dinner, give my Smokey another treat, eat my dinner, clean up after dinner, give Smokey another treat. Then settle in, check stock stuff, check email, check anything on my phone and put that on the charger, and finally watch a show to relax after the week or work/trading/whatever. And give Smokey his final treat before he settled in.
Today, I did this. Minus anything to do with Smokey.
So really – I did everything but have my best friend there.
I cannot settle in. I cannot not relax. I am tired. Exhausted actually. But that’s different. I’m just sad.
