I had a really good morning, then this afternoon got hit with the blues. A big case of the blues.
I'm going to blame it on hormones-- I get to do that now-- but it wasn't just that. For some reason, I was really missing my little Vertigo Dog today. I can't believe she's been gone for ten months. I still come home, and part of me expects to see her face there, those fabulous ears up, tail wagging. There's nothing like coming home to the best dog in the world, and coming home without her there still feels all wrong.
I think it will feel wrong for a long time.
Then, at work, someone who I used to call a friend is leaving, and I had to do some of the stuff related to his departure. It was all perfectly cordial, but nothing more than that. This is someone I used to joke with, laugh with-- he was a work friend. I thought he was a good work friend.
I was wrong. Our friendship changed a long time ago, he decided I was something I'm not without ever talking to me about it, and now he's part of a group of people that simply don't like me. And we aren't friends any more.
This all happened a while ago, and I've been OK with it. Today, though, just brought a lot of it back, and made me sad again.
So while I'm blaming the hormones, it's not just that.
I think Jon St.ewart will cheer me up now.