G is for Good Grief!

[caption id="attachment_4360" align="alignleft" width="300"] My cuddly chick. She was cuddly even before she got sick.[/caption]

It's been a doozy of a few days. The MOPS sale was wonderful- this was a good year for the group financially, and they made a good profit. Not sure of the final numbers, but I know everyone was happy. My personal numbers- this was a record for me! I made more than I spent! I spent $140, and I made $160. Wahoo me!

Toward the end of the sale, I started feeling a little sick. Just tired and run down, but like I was coming down with something. So I went home and went to bed. I thought I was better today, but I'm still a little icky feeling, like my body wants to get sick, but hasn't yet.

On top of that, my chick, Gwendolyn, started acting sick on Friday. She was having issues with one eye being swollen shut, so we researched it, and are trying a few different remedies. The trouble with the Internet is that you get answers from "your chick will die," to "your chick will be fine- do this." Nyssa also ended up getting sick, but she's much better now. Gwendolyn is still not really better, but she isn't worse. And while she mostly sleeps, she's still eating and drinking fine. So... we'll see. I don't want her to die. I know that's part of life with animals, but I'm already attached. She's such a sweetheart. There is a vet who will see her, but I don't really have $80 to spend, especially if she's going to die anyway. From what I understand, she'll either make it or she won't, and not a lot you can do about it. Boo!

And then... we woke up this morning to find that we'd been robbed. For the past three years, at about this time of year, someone breaks into all of the cars in our neighborhood. Last year, my Kindle was stolen from my car. This year, a dolly (from the sale) was stolen from my car. AND, my daughter's bike was stolen from our yard. Several bikes went missing from our neighborhood. We don't even live in a bad neighborhood. It's very middle class, low crime, but for this stinky teens who keep doing this! They caught the kids the first year, which is how we know they're kids. They didn't get enough evidence in year two to prosecute. So here's hoping that year three, they can get them again. The bad news is that these kids are getting smarter, and the police think they used gloves. Or at least that's what their attempts to fingerprint our cars came up with. The good news is that one of them was dumb enough to drop a flashlight in our yard, so maybe it will have something they can use.

But as much as I am sad about the events of the weekend, I'm also feeling pretty blessed. Yes, they stole stuff from us, which makes me feel very vulnerable, it was just stuff and can be replaced. Yes, it sucks that my daughter's beloved bike is gone, but she's learned a valuable lesson about putting her bike away at night like we tell her to. And yes, I am really bummed about my chick. But she's not dead yet, and maybe she won't die from this. I've also had some really precious time with her, and I'm thankful for that.  As for being worn out, I realized that I haven't been sick since November, which is really good, considering I don't have a great track record in the winter. So if I am getting something, I'm still thankful it's been so long since I've been sick, and I'm really thankful for my body getting stronger and healthier.

And you know, as much as I am shaking my head and saying UGH to this weekend, I'm really grateful of the fact that this is the worst things have been in a long time. I'm really thankful for all the other wonderful things I have in my life. But good grief, I am ready for some plain old good stuff!