I can't share anything about my job, although it occupies my mind quite a bit. What it boils down to is this: I am in awe of the team I get to work with, and about the work I want to share a quote from 'Being a social worker means' ~ You will never cease to be amazed at people's capacity for love, courage, and endurance.
Today is obviously a snowy day- it's peaceful to look at, because we are not buried under six or more feet like other parts of the country. And when I went to assess whether or not to shovel the driveway, I found that someone had done that for us! Must have been either a mistake or a random act of kindness. I prefer of course the latter although the result is the same.
As usual, the week flew by and all of a sudden it is weekend and the laundry has piled up (as well as the ironing) and not much else has been done either in terms of house hold chores. Apart from that, I am trying to relax and tend to my many hobbies, only to be hampered by four cats who suffer cabin-fever and thus will do anything to get my attention (like attack the clothes I am folding, sit on the shirts I am ironing, of course lie on the quilt while I try to sew).
It is really a lot like having toddlers. All week I have slept only in about 2 hour increments due to my sweet Charlie waking me 'singing' that he wants out, or cuddles, or out again (which I can't allow in subzero temperatures). And when I did let him and Gus out, like this morning - temps were not all that bad, I checked first- I set an alarm to let them back in after 1 or 2 hours.
That might seem a tad too dedicated to my furry babies, but it is nothing, really nothing, and pales to snow white in comparison to what I am experiencing at work.