I managed to switch our tickets; Prime and I will be heading to the game on Monday night. Normally, I’d be all over Harry Potter socks but not this time.
On Wednesday, Prime and I tried to head over to Toys R Us; it was a no-go as the store was already closed and in the middle of a fixtures sale. So, that’s it, then. TRU is no more. There are rumors of a revival for Kay Bee, and Party City is in talks to open Toy City, as well as a rumor that TRU may be revived later this year. I hope something does happen. We can’t depend on Wal-Mart for toys; they don’t carry enough. And don’t even get me started on how they over-order the first wave of whatever only to decide not to carry the rest. It’s Wal-Mart. They aren’t exactly bright when it comes to that sort of thing.
Afterwards, Prime and I went to Mac’s for dinner; he got the jalapeño popper skillet and I had the loaded baked potato. I hadn’t eaten all day so I pretty much scraped the dish clean when I was done. I was ravenous to say the least, and that hit the spot perfectly.
I think my appetite may be coming back. I managed to eat some Goldfish crackers for breakfast yesterday morning; I haven’t eaten breakfast in almost two weeks. It’s been the same with dinner; nothing looks or tastes good and I lack the basic desire to eat. But that seems to be changing.
I’m still grieving. I know that I am. I have never owned a cat for as long as I owned Sammy so this is far more difficult for me. When I lived in North Carolina, most of my cats were lucky to hit a decade, as my parents insisted that they stay exclusively outdoors and a good number of them simply disappeared. (True story: when one of my cats went missing back in the 1990s, my parents actively discouraged me from looking for her. Thankfully, she came home a day later, but she had lost weight and wasn’t in great shape. I was not happy.) Sammy was with Prime and me for nearly the entirety of our relationship. That’s a long time. So this will take me longer than previously thought.
When dinner was done, we hit a few stores and got a few things. A little retail therapy can help. But what really seems to help is being with Prime. Having him close by seems to keep me calm.
It’s going to be hot this weekend. I do not look forward to that. I know that it’s summer, but the heat and humidity just aren’t my thing anymore. I blame the tamoxifen.