This week has been lovely - gorgeous summer weather, starting out cooler and then going for broke on the heat and humidity. It's supposed to be into the 90s tomorrow, 80s for almost a week after that, and dry as a bone, aside from a brief downpour overnight last night. We've spent hours at the public pool, sweated through our workouts at the fitness center, gone for bike rides, taken photos of a drop dead gorgeous sunset tonight, had a camp fire or two, cooked out several times, and counted lots of lightning bugs.
Safety Guy has been all over the map with his moods. This week has been a roller coaster, but tonight he did something remarkable: he apologized to me for his recent behavior, contritely and without excuses, and without prompting. He was so sweet about it, and it was good to hear him own his choices like a young man.
I've been drawing - a LOT. That's been good for me, to just get back into the habit of drawing. I've been fighting being down, and the drawing helps me feel like I'm doing something positive.
Something sad weighing on my mind is the health of our middle cat, Sophia. She's 15 1/2 and has been very frail/thin for quite a while now. Thin, but spry and friendly (and always vocal). Today she's been lethargic and quiet, and hasn't been eating. We may have to take her to the vet tomorrow morning if she doesn't improve overnight. This may not have a happy outcome (although we said that about our oldest cat, B.C., four years ago, and he recovered and is still perking right along at 17). We've talked to the kids about Sophia, and they understand that this may end in sadness, but we can still hope for her recovery. It's a sad part of life, letting go. We'll see what tomorrow brings. For now, we'll just love her up.