Called the vet today to schedule Daisy's bladder stone surgery and she goes in this-coming Tuesday morning.  The assistant who took my call said they could take her tomorrow, but that didn't seem enough time for me/us to process the information (heavy on the me, and not so much on the us).  Besides, I never make decisions quickly, and that would've put me in a tail-spin.  It did anyway.  But as Gary says---she'll be just fine and it'll be over in no time and thankfully, she doesn't have to stay overnight.  All good things.  But as the sweet assistant said---she's my baby (so it's worrisome).  Truer words were never spoken.

Trying to psyche myself tonight into a sleep-mode that's more sensible.  Got my new book in the mail---Lost in Wonder by Esther De Waal, and looking forward to reading it a bit.  Must rest better so I can deal with the days in a more rational manner.  Haven't had good coping skills lately.  Must acquire some.

Glad tomorrow's Friday.  It's time for the weekend, since this week has seemed to go on and on.