Good God, but when it rains in the world of my finances, it pours. It's an uncanny cycle: I work so hard for so long to gain some vague sense of financial stability, with some concept of a long-term plan to pay off my debts once and for all, when all of a sudden, I am hit from all sides with a string of sudden expenses that make me feel not unlike Luke Skywalker when Darth Vader is flinging all those toasters and iron rods into him in their first confrontation.
Kuña-i is back at her mysterious malady best. She'd inexplicably lost 10 or so pounds in the last couple of months-and we're about $500 into a series of tests and scans that are on the way to revealing something that may end up being a tumor (hard to say where expenses will go from this point). Now, just yesterday, I found out that the motherboard from my computer fried itself (a description from the Geek Squad folks that sounded more like something from "Back to the Future" than a real-life issue-something about capacitors leaking). So, had to invest in a new $500 CPU yesterday. There's been some other, sub-$100, things in the past week that have piled on and made it all worse.
Of course, my computer's been out of commission for about a week, so I've been unable to check Quicken-all these extra expenses have been getting shoveled onto a credit card, so as not to incur an overdraft charge from my bank. Making a lump payment from my bank account to cover a series of credit card expenses "when things get stabilized" is always a lot more difficult in practice than in theory, and I fear that my hopes of being all paid off once and for all my next year's tax return are in some jeopardy.
Oh well, I was planning on a bit of "spare no expense" in the upcoming non-stop excitement get together, and I don't plan to alter that approach. In the end, it is just money-easy come easy go. But God DAMN it, I'm in the midst of some fuckin' "easy go."
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That sucks ass. Pure and simple.
Hope things go well for Kuna-i.
It's a real dicey thing with poor Kuña-i. Instinctively, the last thing in the world you want is for them to find a tumor. But she is 12 years old, blind, and senile. If there was a tumor discovered for which treatment was not reasonably feasible and there was the need to put her down, there is a real logic in that that her suffering and our potentially difficult decision down the road might both be avoided.
One of our greatest fears are that she becomes so high-maintanence (e.g. never remembers to go out, forgets to eat, etc.) that we are forced to make a decision to put her down-probably way past the point at which we should-with both owners & dog at wits end. Either that, or she suffers some long, painful physical decline (to our knowledge, she's currently pain-free), forcing us to make a similarly difficult, probably overdue, decision.
Few harder decisions in life than one relating to the death of pets. It forces you to exercise authority at an unconscionable level over a creature that has brought you almost nothing but pure joy.
I'm a pretty decisive person, and feel pretty confident in my ability to make that call when the time comes. But that doesn't mean it won't just kill me to do it.
Exactly.
It's the right decision, but it's very hard.
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