Gold Fish 🐟

Another death in the family, although this time it was one of the fish.

I went to my daughter’s house this morning after dropping the kids off at school.

Yesterday I topped the fish tank up a little because the cat has been drinking from it lately.

This morning I walked in to find one of the biggest fish lying on the floor. The cat had obviously managed to pull him out during the night.

He was one of the oldest fish in the tank and had been around for years, so he’ll definitely be missed. He and another fish his size were like the old pair of the tank while all the others were still much smaller.

A grey, overcast Monday.

One of those ordinary days filled with jobs that never seem to end. On my lunch break I am going to put some lawn seed down and fix up the outdoor chairs with stoppers on the wooden feet so they can hopefully survive another wet winter sitting on the grass.

The roof leak is becoming another frustration.

The insurance excess is looking like it may end up costing almost as much as the repair itself, which feels pointless, but at least I am working and can deal with it.

Still waiting to hear whether my daughter comes home this week. The reality is, if she still isn’t eating, she comes home for five or six days and then I have to take her back again.

The medication still hasn’t started working yet.

Apparently it takes time, so for now it’s just more waiting, more hoping, and trying to keep life moving around everything else.