7 posts tagged “cats”
We talked to Steve's parents about moving to the duplex on their property... Steve can't seem to decide what he wants to do but I am tired of waiting. I printed out listings for several rentals and I'll start contacting them tomorrow. Finding a place here might mean I'm single again, but although I'd like to stay with Steve, I don't need a boyfriend. What I need is a place to live.
Kenny told me that Ellen is moving to Orlando - too bad we don't talk.
I hope that she got to keep her cat in the divorce.
I started looking for apartments today... I know I've only been trying a short time but it's discouraging. Realty offices would probably prefer leprosy to 4 cats. Even when I do find an apartment (fingers crossed), it will be small... maybe 600 square feet?
Oh well, these are my cats and they're not going anywhere that I'm not going. Paxil and Wendy sat next to me while I was calling around, they looked a little concerned... I bet they know I'm talking about them.
Okay, I held out until Thursday morning (because he actually was nice to me again on Tuesday, but went back to "normal" on Wednesday). I told him that he's an adult and if he wants to spend all of his time playing FFXI and not doing anything else, that he can't do it here. We haven't spoken since then, really. When I got home from work yesterday he was asleep upstairs. I talked to Nelina for a long time on the phone (more trouble for her that I wish I could fix), when Steve finally came downstairs I was still talking to Nelina. He just asked if I bought more dish soap and I nodded yes. When I went to bed I said good night but with no response, he's sitting there playing FFXI even now and before I head to work I need to ask him what he plans on doing. I don't really have the gas money but if I have to I'll pack his shit and drive him back south myself.
The bank filed the foreclosure lawsuit on December 30. I'm not sure exactly what that means for me, but I plan on continuing to save up as much as I can like the mortgage counselor told me. Worst thing that happens, I suppose, is that I lose the house anyway and have enough money in the bank to pay off my credit card. Speaking of which... I got a notification from Discover that they were halting further activity on my account. Sort of. They cut my credit line back $4000, which conveniently placed me at pretty much the exact balance I owe now. I'm going to call them and see if they can raise it back up even a little bit since I haven't missed a payment. I wasn't planning on using the card anyways but it's the only buffer money I have in case something goes wrong.
Once Steve is gone, Nelina is going to help me clean up the house and get rid of all the junk that needs to go to Goodwill or be thrown away. At that point it will be "roommate ready" and I can get someone in here to help pay the bills... right now I'm putting $125 a week into savings in lieu of making a rent payment, if I can have someone pay me $450 a month and then take $250 of that and place it in savings, I'd be doing reasonably okay. I know that odds aren't good for me to keep the house but I'm still trying... this is my home. I don't want to leave it.
I'm still planning for the event that I do have to leave the house... my biggest concern at all are my cats. I've accepted the fact that if I do lose the house, I will have a very difficult time finding a place to live with 4 cats. Maybel and Xiao Wen *have* to stay with me, they are rather "special needs" and I don't want them to go anywhere else. Paxil and Wendy are friendly, loveable cats that wouldn't be too difficult to find a good home for, although I'd still cry myself to sleep every night if they were gone. My solution was to ask Nelina to foster them until I can find a place that will let me take all four. She said that she would happily take them, no problem at all, but that she wouldn't be able to give them back because her kids would be devastated (they've already lost one pet that had to be given away). I figure that is probably the best I can possibly get, a home where they are loved (because I know they will be) and well taken care of, plus I'll have access to them whenever I want so I could visit them at will.
I need to leave for work in 45 minutes and still need to ask Steve "so have you given thought to what I said yesterday?"
Should be fun.
Dammit he just went upstairs! Okay first thing when he comes down I'll ask. I swear.
My mom and dad were here over the weekend, which was a lot of fun for me. :-D My mom has lost a lot of weight, I'm about 10% jealous but 110% proud of her, she's doing such a great job with Weight Watchers. I hope I can get motivated again to start it up myself, but it just seems like now is not the right time for me. Still, my 30# has stayed off and I'm pleased about that.
Both my parents fell in love with the Wii, and I fully expect that when I visit them at their new place in Maryland, I will have a tennis challenge on my hands. Watching them box against each other was hysterical, for the first part I kind of feared they would punch the television... for the latter part I thought they might try and knock each other out right there in my living room! They definitely surrendered to the joys of video gaming. Makes sense, I must have inherited it from SOMEONE...
My mom is an artist, and she took some awesome photos while she was here. I am shamelessly stealing them and putting them on my blog for your viewing enjoyment. :-)
We had Mike's birthday the day before yesterday, Kenny and I made him a vice basket full of alcohol and cigarettes. I wish I'd been smart enough to get a picture of it before it started getting taken apart, but alas... it was not meant to be. Each bottle (which varied from those big oversized bottles down to mini-bottles) had a bow tied on it, and Mike has vowed to drink each one with the bow still intact. Yay! I'm glad he liked the gift, I had a lot of fun making it, and Kenny was even more patient than usual as I looked at EVERYTHING in the liquor store about three times... I had to make sure I wasn't missing anything fabulous that Mike absolutely had to have.
My pharmacy is being remodeled this weekend, and as a result I will be working six days in a row starting tomorrow. Ewww! Overtime is nice, but no rest makes for a very grumpy me. At least I think it'll be fun, we're moving all the drugs into the office and we'll be operating from there. So; someone brings us a prescription... we input it in the system and then go to the office to find the medicine (all the drugs will be in boxes) and fill it. It'll be sort of like the pharmacy version of camping. I need to put fresh batteries in the camera so that I can capture all the fun that I'm sure Arun and I will be having. :-)
I need a shower, I am stinky... but first, photos!
I woke up early with Kenny today, we spent a good 30 minutes just playing with Wendy before we finally mustered up the motivation to take a shower. Wendy will play-fight with Kenny, but she simply refuses to do it with me, apparently I'm for love and he's for amusement. :-) In the middle of her gnawing on Kenny's hand, I kept reaching over and poking her in the belly - she just would grab my hand and lick it. Kinda funny to hear her purring SOOOOO loud while she's attacking Kenny!
The brown thrasher was in the backyard this morning, hopping about and eating from the bird buffet we've got out there. I've finally gotten to hear his song, it's very distinctive and very pretty! It's also very loud and all the cats go crazy when he keeps it up for awhile. I really hope s/he has a (boy/girl)friend so that there will be baby brown thrashlings!
Xiao Wen let me get within 6 feet of her today, which is the closest ever. I don't know if she necessarily trusts me yet, but she certainly has adopted the notion that it is my obligation to feed her (which I don't mind in the least). As soon as I stepped foot outside to check some of my plants out back (the morning glories are doing great), she started up her yowling. When I went out front to put down her food and water (the presumed-dead hibiscus have new growth!) she just hauled ass in my direction and stopped herself at the last minute. Between her, Mr.Kitty, and the neighborhood ducks, almost an entire huge bag of Purina cat chow has been killed in the last 2 weeks. It's a good thing there's no more stray cats in the neighborhood or else I'd go broke on cat food alone.
One of Kenny's bestest friends found himself in a dilemma this week... Isaac (the friend) and Angela (the girlfriend) recently acquired a chocolate lab puppy, Mia Bella. They had two weeks of puppy bliss before their landlord discovered her and flipped out - so now said dog needs a foster home for 3 months or so before Isaac and Angela move to a new place that is dog-friendly. This led to a phone call from Kenny earlier this week: "Adrienne, before I tell you the situation, let me just tell you that I did NOT say yes or no, it's up to you and if you say no I totally understand and it's okay."
When a conversation begins that way, I already know I'm going to agree to whatever it is Kenny is wanting to do. He's so easy-going and never fusses when I do anything I want, so whenever he has something in mind I try to be amenable. So basically, we're getting a dog on Sunday. It's not a permanent situation, we're just helping out so that Mia Bella doesn't end up homeless... she's 10 weeks old now, so hopefully Maybel won't flip out too much over a dog being around. I haven't met her yet, but Kenny has and I'm pretty sure he's already fallen in love with her. :-) I know that Isaac and Angela are really depressed about giving up their puppy, even if it is only temporary, so we're giving them a key to the house. That way they can come and see her whenever they want and don't have to feel obligated to make plans with us to do so.
It'll be interesting!
I think my poor Maybel-cat is getting sick. :-( Her ears feel unusually warm, and she's mopey... some might say that it's hard to tell when she's moping and not just her usual lethargic self, but trust me. I'm her mom. I know these things. I guess I'll just keep an eye on her for now, but if she's not turned around by Saturday this will necessitate a vet visit... the last time she had a fever, she also had a bad UTI, so I fret.
Crime around the apartment complex has been getting worse, which is maybe a sign that Kenny and I should get our asses in gear and pack. The one box that I've managed to seal up just sits in the living room and laughs at me... we had a note on our door from the police, basically doing a survey to see if anyone had seen the burglary that took place the other day at the townhouse 2 doors away from us. 2 doors is not that far!
Work on Wednesday was actually slow enough that I had a chance to start reading a new Amy Tan book, Saving Fish From Drowning, and thus far I really enjoy it. Maybe the shifts at the slow store won't be so bad, there's always plenty of reading for me to catch up on, and no one seems to mind if I'm reading as long as all my work is done.
I'll be sneaking a peek at my weight tomorrow while I'm working... I put the scale in the pharmacy, so that at max I can only weigh twice a week. If it was at home I'd be hopping on and off it all day long, and that might be detrimental to the whole weight loss thing.
I'm just rambling with this... good night...
There is truly just something wonderful about coming home to cats swarming around your ankles. Maybel and Zazuu are really the only cats I've ever lived with who like to spend time in my lap or cuddling up with me in bed, and every time I get to snuggle up with a furry ball of kittenness, it makes me smile. :-)
Now, if I could just get Maybel to stop eating the fake tree... and Zazuu to stop peeing on my clothes... oh, but would life be grand!
