We spent today busy. Rightly so, yesterday was a bad day. Today we painted the inside of the new shed. White. Christina had already given it a coat with some paint we had left over, but she didn’t have quite enough. This time we both went to town on it, and .. well, it’s white now!
She also painted the door (red). We have been cleaning up .. mementos as part of getting through that ‘punched in the gut’ feeling you get when you find an object that triggers a memory. Mostly that’s all cleaned up.
We’ve also both agreed that hell no, it’s too lonely just us. We’re going to see if we can’t adopt another pair of kittens. Turns out the rescue society we found Shamus and Bongo at still exists, and they’re still rescuing cats in need. We’ll go that route again.
That gives us something to look forward to, which is a heck of a lot better than sitting here looking backward and second guessing signs and clues, and regretting our losses.
That doesn’t mean regret doesn’t still happen, but at least it’s not the only thing.