I wrote that the landlord was selling the house. I had started to write a post in which the landlord called to say she had decided NOT to sell the house and how this both pleased me and pissed me off. I was overjoyed that the kids and I didn't have to move, but frustrated over the ridiculous amount of sleepless nights, crying jags and flow charts her inital declaration had caused.
But then, alas, another call....She IS selling the house. A fickle creature my landlord is appearing to be. Fuck.
Now after a impromtu trip to the vet, it appears that Freckles has lymphoma. He may have between 30-60 days to live....or less. I'll know more on Thursday evening.....
Fuck. If I believed in such stuff, I'd think that some asshole deity had a hit out on me and mine....Welcome to my snowglobe.
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Good gawd, what shitty luck and timing, Jackie. I'm so sorry...and irritated on your behalf too. What ever happened to getting a fucking break? Then again, I often wonder the same thing, along with what I did to piss off that asshole deity for so long too.
Hang in there....
xoxo, Candice
I'm sorry, Jackie. What a bunch of crap to hit all at once.
You're in my thoughts ....
Janine
Good grief. Ughhh. So sorry to hear.
My landlord wanted me to have the house spiffy by tomorrow morning (that's a 12 hours notice), 'cause it's going on the market, too.
Craziness!
Not happening unless she sends a maid (or two).
And awww about the doggie. It all just sucks. I'm just so sorry.
Bloody hell, Jackie. I'm so sorry and pissed off for you. On your behalf, ENOUGH ALREADY! Keep us posted.
I'm so sorry about Freckles, and about the house. Being jerked around like that just makes it worse, too. I'm visualizing you finding a great new place, even better than this one.
Argh. Fuck is right. Sucks. SO Sorry.
Love you, thinking of you
~C~
Jackie, I am so sorry to hear this. I know and can understand you feeling that way, it's normal to want to blame all this on someone or something...but it's just life. Life can be shitty sometimes...but every time it is, it strengthens us and makes us better and all that crap that you probably don't want to hear right now that isn't helping...
so I'll just shut up!
I think about "you and yours" quite often. You are in my thoughts and prayers. I hope this all works out for the best. Hey, think of what *could be*...that if you have to move, there are possibilities that you wouldn't know otherwise...maybe that is an exciting (or scary?) thought....but it'll all work out in the end. It will.
Jackie-For fuck's sake, this world needs to give you a BREAK already. You know, I try reeeeealy hard to believe that there is some "higher power" out there, but when this kind of shit happens, it makes me wonder. Seriously, I see some people that seem to have such a charmed life (and I know, I know, they have their problems, too, etc), but then I see the shit that life keeps throwing your way and it makes no sense to me.
I'm very sorry about Freckles. I lost a dog to cancer a year ago, and it is never easy. I know that Freckles could be a chicken eating turd at times, but you love him and he is a part of your family.
I wish there was something I could say, but I know enough to know there isnt. I guess I'll just say that I am thinking of you and praying to whoever the hell is pulling the stings up there to lay off for a while...
~Maureen
jackie, i've read your blog for years now and know my own grief, for the first time in my life...at 32, having lost my beloved cat in june and watching my precious dog dying of lymphoma right before my eyes. my heart is broken. your blog brings me comfort. thank you.
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