As you all know, death is disruptive.
Even when you know it's coming, there's really no way to prepare for how it upends everything for awhile. I realized this morning when I awoke that I haven't opened my mail, folded laundry, made my bed, or combed my hair (except for that once when KUTV asked me to do an interview) for almost a week now.
Here's what else I haven't done. Watered plants or fed my animals. Fortunately there have been people here who've taken take of the dogs and cats, although the parrot was overlooked some. The plants, however, are suffering.
And so today my goal is to stay in my pajamas and tend to the living. Not a bad way to begin a new year.