🌸 Cherry Blossoms, Chaos Gremlins & Couch Spells 🌧️
Woke up with a full-blown 10/10 pain day—like someone was trying to sandblast my skull from the inside out. The kind of day where I’m taking Vicodin like they’re Tic Tacs and praying to the goddess of not-crying-in-public. I was supposed to go to the cherry blossom festival with David (bless his patient little heart), but the weather was cold and rainy, and the air pressure felt like it was personally bullying my face. So… we stayed in.
I spent most of the day curled up on the couch, trying to pretend my body didn’t exist.
At noon, my entire nervous system decided to light up like a casino, so I dragged myself into the city because I needed CVS (and also because my emotional support gremlin had Too Much Energy™). But before we could get there? Nicky yeeted us into a mud-filled city parking lot, where she joyfully sprinted through puddles and flung sticks around like she was in a doggy music video.
We made it to CVS like semi-functional citizens. But on the way home?
She dragged me.
The entire way.
By the time we got back, my rotator cuff was on fire, and I was in full “screw everything, this day is over” mode.
I laid down the rest of the afternoon in a haze of painkillers and THC, drifting in and out of consciousness like a Victorian ghost with unresolved trauma.
Fed Her Majesty at 4:00 and took her to the dog park for a quick 30-minute romp. It was empty (thank god), and she burned off some chaos energy by chasing birds and yelling at pedestrians.
By the time we got home, I was fully wrecked. Put her in the crate, climbed into bed, set an alarm for her night walk at 7:30, and crawled through the rest of the day on sheer willpower and candy.
With Love,
Dana & Nicky
