handy

My very dear friend, who has been a tremendous source of comfort to me since this whole divorce thing started, came to visit this weekend.

I tend to think I am pretty capable . . . but lately I have been losing it. The dog died on the first, hermit crabs last week. So when I found the parakeet at the bottom of the cage, I nearly collapsed. Not for me - but for the princess. She has had mono for a month, and this would be the 4th pet to go in as many weeks.

I was sooooooooooo not capable.

But I didn't need to be. He picked up the bird for me, told me we'd buy a replacement tomorrow (desperate times - desperate measures). He also cleaned the toad's cage, fed him crickets, gave the hermit crab a bath, checked the oil in my car, made some amazing chicken/egg/cheesey thing and caramel tea.

I forgot how nice it is to have a guy around. They can be handy.