Mental health night
There are roughly 5 million things I should be doing right now. I should be scouring this week's Wall Street Journals for articles that I can use for my marketing class. I should be doing the giant stack of dishes that is piled all over the kitchen, a stack that is threatening to overtake San Diego any minute now. I should be doing my online traffic school so I can get it done and turned into the county by September 30th (I got a speeding ticket this summer, going 90 up the 805. The CHP officer was kind enough to make the ticket for going 84 instead so that it is only going to cost me $315 instead a gatrillion.) I should be knitting furiously so I can finish the blanket I was making for Miss Charlotte, who was born three weeks ago.
There are roughly 5 million things I should be doing, and I am doing none of them because for the first time in roughly 2 months, I am home alone with no plans and I have been since 5:15 this evening. My head almost exploded with the possibilities for the evening.
And instead of doing any of the 5 million responsible, adult things I should be doing, I made cookies and talked on the phone for almost an hour with an old friend from high school. I checked out the Facebook profile of my high school prom date (he's a nurse in Minnesota now, it looks like) and played 10 rounds of Pathwords until I finally broke 1000.
I have about another hour of alone time, a commodity more precious than gold these days. I could go to the gym, but there are some awfully cute cats wrapping themselves around my ankles and I think that instead of doing anything responsible, I think I will curl up on the couch with them and a sparkly vampire book and just one more banana cookie instead.
It's good for my head.
Summer without the vacation
When you're little and there's no school for three whole months, the summer stretches out ahead of you in a neverending haze of heat and boredom. And then you grow up and summer suddenly becomes this insane whirlwind of BBQs and parties and trying to soak up every last bit of sunshine that you can during the longer daylight hours.
I have no idea how it's already September. It's September and my head is spinning because I started a new job and my friend got pregnant and my other friend got married and another friend had a baby and my husband had a birthday and now the summer is over. (I'm still wearing my white shoes though.)
So after life was done eating me alive and spitting me out, I thought "Hey, I have a blog! I should write in it or something!"
Remember how we got that kitten? Well, she has turned out to be COMPLETELY INSANE. But she does play fetch, and she's still awfully cute, so despite the sudden swarm mentality that happened when we went from 2 cats to 3 cats, we're settled in pretty well. But then we took Abbie in for her baseline senior cat work up, and it turned out the pound or two she had lost was not from running around with the kitten. Instead, it was because her thyroid is all wonky and hyperactive and we have two choices for treating it: pill her twice a day for the rest of her life (8-10 years, that) or spend $1200 to send her to a special clinic to get shot up with radioactive iodine and kept until she is no longer glowing.
(Did I mention she's an incredibly picky eater who snubs pill pockets? And also gigantic with a propensity for biting when upset?)
The pilling was a gigantic wrestling match between Abbie and us for the first week or so, and that $1200 was looking totally worth it. But then all of a sudden she started chilling out about it and pilling her is a 30 second moment. Good thing, too, since now she also needs antihistimines so she'll stop pulling out all her damn fur. Seriously, she was looking like a candidate for the Hair Club for Cats (or perhaps a
Kitty Wig?) for awhile there. But all the meds are working and now she's fat and fluffy again. Hooray for pharmaceuticals!
Speaking of pharmaceuticals, have I mentioned that I love my new job? Because oh, I do. It's incredibly busy and dynamic and exhausting but it's nice to finally feel like my brain is being put to good use again. Good thing, too since I went back to school last month and whoa nelly. Too much freakin' homework.
So my life right now is work, school, Heart Walk, and an occasional social gathering. And sometimes I work out, but more often I eat chocolate.
And now,I blog again. Seriously.
