Today has just started out all wrong. I'm beginning to wonder if this is one of those days I should just crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head... write it off... not that I ever actually do that.
It started with the alarm going off while I was still in deep sleep mode. I tend to wake up before the alarm and its signal is just my impetus to actually get out of bed. But this morning I was still hard asleep and having a horrible dream where one of my oldest and dearest friends was angry with me. It was one of those dreams that followed me out of bed and I stewed about it all morning through our bike ride and walk at the track.
Got home to walk the dog only to discover that all the fish in the pond were dead. I'm just sick... because it must have been me who killed them. We've had a major algae bloom in the last week and I've been filtering about half the water out every few days and replacing it with new, trying to keep the water clear. Well yesterday I got the idea that I should just take the time to clean the whole pond out. So I removed the fish, emptied the pond, treated the water and filled it back up again. Only... I realize now... that I didn't treat the water for chlorine. Last time I just let it sit for a few days before adding the fish.... as I should have this time. I should have put them in a temporary tank for a few days until the water had time to air out, or whatever it is that water does. But big, dumb doofus that I am... I didn't even think about it.
The thing that kills me is that it's not like I didn't know any better. The municipal water here kills fish -- quickly. I've been BUYING water for my indoor fish ever since we moved to town. Makes me wonder what's it's doing to the people... but I can't afford to dwell on that in my current mental state.
So I had myself a good weep over the fish this morning and then buried them in the corn patch that hubby started this weekend. I'm not looking forward to telling the kids about this one. Yes, I can save a fish from a snake, but apparently not from my own stupidity.
So poor hubby left for work this morning walking on tiptoe. It's not even 8am and I'm ready to call it a day.
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Bummer! That doesn't even cover it but I am so sorry.
If there was anything I could do...
So sorry for your sadness and loss. Don't be so hard on yourself...I could fill the page and then some with some of the things I've done. All is Well.
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