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Saturday, March 30, 2013
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Frayed
I'm starting to get to the end of my rope. So close to the end that I can see the frayed ends two feet in front of me. And they aren't holding together no matter what I do.
Today I'm home. Again. My car has decided that replacing plugs, wires and coils wasn't enough so it demanded, by way of not starting this morning, that more be done. I have no idea what else could be done. Of course it wouldn't give the guys at the garage a demonstration of the issue. I'm REALLY hoping it isn't anything major because right now would be the absolute worst time for my car to crap out. I'm so alternately ticked off and frustrated that I sat and cried for a good 20 minutes after I got home from the garage.
We just don't need this right now. Not with the house search still going on. And the chunk of money we just dropped on Will's car. And so many other things we are trying to pay off.
Heaven only knows what happens next. The garage wants to keep the car overnight since they can't seem to figure out what's wrong. That means another sick day blown to hell tomorrow.
Things have to get better soon. They just have to.
Today I'm home. Again. My car has decided that replacing plugs, wires and coils wasn't enough so it demanded, by way of not starting this morning, that more be done. I have no idea what else could be done. Of course it wouldn't give the guys at the garage a demonstration of the issue. I'm REALLY hoping it isn't anything major because right now would be the absolute worst time for my car to crap out. I'm so alternately ticked off and frustrated that I sat and cried for a good 20 minutes after I got home from the garage.
We just don't need this right now. Not with the house search still going on. And the chunk of money we just dropped on Will's car. And so many other things we are trying to pay off.
Heaven only knows what happens next. The garage wants to keep the car overnight since they can't seem to figure out what's wrong. That means another sick day blown to hell tomorrow.
Things have to get better soon. They just have to.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Stay at home for a day
I'm stuck at home today.
My usually reliable car decided to throw a tantrum over the weekend, only starting when it felt like it. Hubby had me take it to our garage this morning and since they couldn't figure out the problem right away (battery was fine), one of the guys drove me home. That's the kind of place they are. Now I'm just waiting to hear back as to what's causing the issue.
This means another personal day gone. I'm down to just 1/2 a personal for the rest of the year. December is REALLY going to suck.
On a completely unrelated note, daytime tv sucks. Right now I'm switching between "Legally Blonde" and "The Rock". Yeah, it's that bad. And the cats aren't great conversationalists, so, it's that or nothing.
Speaking of cats, let me introduce Chumley, our other cat in residence.
My usually reliable car decided to throw a tantrum over the weekend, only starting when it felt like it. Hubby had me take it to our garage this morning and since they couldn't figure out the problem right away (battery was fine), one of the guys drove me home. That's the kind of place they are. Now I'm just waiting to hear back as to what's causing the issue.
This means another personal day gone. I'm down to just 1/2 a personal for the rest of the year. December is REALLY going to suck.
On a completely unrelated note, daytime tv sucks. Right now I'm switching between "Legally Blonde" and "The Rock". Yeah, it's that bad. And the cats aren't great conversationalists, so, it's that or nothing.
Speaking of cats, let me introduce Chumley, our other cat in residence.
He came home about 9 months after we brought home Katie. We had been talking about getting a second cat to keep her company, but had never really made a decision on if we wanted to or not, then Hubby went for a weekend visit with his grandparents. He paid a visit to the same humane society where we found Katie, saw this serious looking guy in one of the crates and that was it. I had a phone call at work to ask if it was ok, his adoption fee was only $20 because he was 9. There wasn't much info on his back story, but how could anyone say no to such a handsome guy? And my husband was pretty persuasive too.
So, Chumley came home. It took a good month before Katie realized this new guy wasn't leaving. There was a lot of hissing and growling. And then we left them alone over Christmas and came home to find them laying next to each other on the bed.
But I digress. A few months after Chumley came home, we noticed he was getting skinny. Too skinny for the amount of food he was eating on a daily basis. And he was restless. And puking more than a normal cat should. We took him to the vet and found out that he had a slight heart murmur (common in older cats) and was suffering from in diagnosed hyperthyroidism. Poor guys metabolism was so fast he was starving even though he was eating so much we were filling the food dish three times a day. Chum was immediately put on medicine, which we now give him twice a day by rubbing it on his ear (much easier than trying to get a pill in to him), and started putting on weight right away. Today he's a goofy, active, normal cat who likes to lay in my lap, go for walks in his harness and leash and chases Katie just to reminder her she's not totally in charge around here. Our Chummy boy was definitely a great addition to our family.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Can't say no to this face
This is the face of a cat who turned a dog person into a very happy kitty mom.
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Down
I feel like I'm in a down cycle right now.
To be honest, this doesn't happen very often. Usually I'm a fairly happy person. And I do have a lot to be happy about. I have a good job which most days, I like. I have a loving husband who supports me and loves me as I am and is always pushing me to strive for better. My family is always there for me and I have my cats, who love me unconditionally and bring humor on an almost daily basis.
But for some reason, lately, I feel down.
Part of it has to do with the funeral I attended today. My dear friend, who I've been friends with since about the 4th grade, lost his mother on Thursday. My own sadness over this is overwhelming, I can't even begin to imagine how he is feeling. It's almost as if I've lost another mother.
And the other part, which is something I've only really started dealing with is that I have found that yet ANOTHER friend, acquaintance, co-worker, etc. is pregnant. If you had told me 10 years ago that I would be longing to have a baby, I would have laughed in your face. Children were never at the top of my priority list. Heck neither was marriage, but you know how that changed. As we get older, priorities do change and now as I'm getting closer to 40, I'm wondering if my time has passed.
Yes, so many of my friends have had babies in the last year and they're older, like me. But I can't help but wonder if I've waited too long to want this. If when we finally start trying, not only will we be unsuccessful, but it will pull me down to my lowest low when we aren't.
Lots of heavy stuff on my brain and I apologize for dragging anyone down with me. I just needed to vent and throw this off of my chest. I'm happy for all of those ladies I know who are expecting, but at the same time I get a bit of internal sadness, too.
To be honest, this doesn't happen very often. Usually I'm a fairly happy person. And I do have a lot to be happy about. I have a good job which most days, I like. I have a loving husband who supports me and loves me as I am and is always pushing me to strive for better. My family is always there for me and I have my cats, who love me unconditionally and bring humor on an almost daily basis.
But for some reason, lately, I feel down.
Part of it has to do with the funeral I attended today. My dear friend, who I've been friends with since about the 4th grade, lost his mother on Thursday. My own sadness over this is overwhelming, I can't even begin to imagine how he is feeling. It's almost as if I've lost another mother.
And the other part, which is something I've only really started dealing with is that I have found that yet ANOTHER friend, acquaintance, co-worker, etc. is pregnant. If you had told me 10 years ago that I would be longing to have a baby, I would have laughed in your face. Children were never at the top of my priority list. Heck neither was marriage, but you know how that changed. As we get older, priorities do change and now as I'm getting closer to 40, I'm wondering if my time has passed.
Yes, so many of my friends have had babies in the last year and they're older, like me. But I can't help but wonder if I've waited too long to want this. If when we finally start trying, not only will we be unsuccessful, but it will pull me down to my lowest low when we aren't.
Lots of heavy stuff on my brain and I apologize for dragging anyone down with me. I just needed to vent and throw this off of my chest. I'm happy for all of those ladies I know who are expecting, but at the same time I get a bit of internal sadness, too.