Okay, so this post shouldn’t be a total downer, lol!

My cat is hanging in there and being an asshole on the reg, thank goodness. His new(ish) habit of waking me up every night between 11:30pm-1:45am to feed him is really annoying, but if he eats even a few bites, I’m happy. I think he’s doing it to be a jerk though. 😂

Work is still a bit challenging, but it will hopefully pass in the next few weeks. This time of year is always crazy, plus a few toxic people are transferring, so while that means more work, the atmosphere should get better. 

I’m so glad I asked my boss if it was okay to stay in our current complex and office, rather than transfer to the new office about 2 minutes from my house! Yay! He said it was okay! I think he likes having me close at hand to help with stuff and to make fun of. 😂. I went into his office yesterday and he said “what?” “I needed to get up and not look at my computer screen for a minute, so I wanted to look out your window” “oh, ok”. Then I proceeded to knock my face on the window in the process of leaning towards it (my depth of field isn’t great!). He howled with laughter! I clearly wasn’t hurt and laughed myself, lol. I make fun of him too though, so it’s a good time. 

Since the move was originally offered to me, the back office decided to make a change and a new manager was brought in to oversee it and while he’s a nice guy, he’s boring and not necessarily going to have a work atmosphere that’s a good match for me.  I love working with my current boss! We laugh every single day, what could be better? Plus, he’s amazing at his job and highly respected in our industry, the other guy….not so much. He’ll do a good job, but I don’t think it’s going to be a place I’d want to work. Plus, working in DTLA, I’m central to things. When I get a hankering to move house, I won’t be limited too much, at least not compared to if I was working here where the new office is, in the city where I live now.

Enough about work!

I finally got my hair done about a week ago. It was WAY overdue, LOL!  We’re almost to the point where the damage that crazy lady did a year ago is about 3 inches from being gone. I figure a few more months and it will all have been cut off or have broken off. This is the first time it has looked even close to normal. It’s been so long!  My hairdresser asked if we were going totally blonde this time and I laughed in her face! “Let’s wait until my hair is at least half healthy before we fry it”. I’m so grateful to my hairdresser, she saved the day trying to fix someone else’s mistakes. It was a weird situation since she was my hairdresser and I’d gone to someone else (it’s a long boring story) who, as it turns out, had no idea what they were doing. 

I had my last physical therapy appointment about a week ago and it was bittersweet. Those folks achieved miracles, while not taking a bit of my bullshit. We had a fun time, if PT can be considered fun. I’m really going to miss them, what a great crew! And I can use my arm again! Not 100%, but close! Now it’s up to me to keep doing the exercises. Yikes!

I need to write a letter to the director of the place letting him know about how awesome his team is! Maybe send a cake too. I’m so grateful to them!

I got tickets to a couple Midnight Oil shows. It’s going to be tough now that dear Bonsey passed away. Haven’t missed a tour since the ‘80’s though and this is their farewell, so I know I have to go. I’m sure it will be amazing. Luckily, they’ll still record, just not tour. We’re all getting a little long in the tooth for live Oz Rock tours/shows!

I was thinking about getting a ticket for Franz Ferdinand, but they haven’t listed a local gig yet (at least I don’t think they have). I’m torn, after not being able to go to shows the last few years, I’m not sure I want to start going again. Weird, right?

I’m still going through my crap and making steady progress. I’m not sure how I’m going to break down the huge tv box and styrofoam that’s inside. Perhaps I should save it for the dumpster I’m going to rent? The city has a good deal on them. I need to call on it today! And Am Vets. I need to call them too!! Phew! So much to do!

Well, it’s 1:54am and my precious cat wants to play, now that he’s eaten a few bites and knows I’m up. It’s difficult to type when I keep getting face-bumped, HA!

It’s gonna be a good day, I can feel it! I have one Zoom planned, but it should be quiet. Fingers-crossed!

Have a great day everyone! Posting without proofing…

Happy Birthday CBLMW, as always I wish you all the best life has to offer. You are a special person and deserve it.

This is probably going to be a downer of a post.

 Feeling melancholy lately. I’ve had a lot on my mind the last couple of months or so. 

A few of you know I take my handsome senior boy to the vet every January to make sure his kidney issues and hypertension haven’t progressed too much. In this years visit, I told the vet he seemed skinny and I feel more and more bones when I cuddle/pet him. He doesn’t like to finish his food most of the time, even though he yells at me to feed him. The vet looked concerned, which is rare for him.  Turns out, he’d lost quite a bit of weight since last years’ appointment, but it’s hard to tell when you see something every day.

The vet told me to put him on emergency/urgent diet prescription canned food. It’s supposed to stimulate his appetite somehow and encourage him to eat. He seemed to like the two cans the vet gave me, so I breathed a sigh of relief and ordered a case (at $73, this stuff is pricey, but for my cat, I’ll manage). As soon as it arrived, I busted one can open and put out a generous helping. He ignored it, and apart from a few bites here and there, has ever since.

I feel so helpless, begging him to eat, only to have him bump my forehead and walk away.  I leave the plate out, adding a little water every now and then in case he goes back to it. After a few hours, I give up and wash the dish so it’s clean for the next meal. I’m sad to be wasting cat food every day, trying to entice him to eat. I’ll do whatever it takes, but I know that kidney problems tend to make cats nauseous, which is why they don’t eat. He still enjoys his cat treats, so instead of always tossing them on the floor/bed, I toss them into his bowl of dry food a few times a day with the hope he will eat some of that while he’s there.

He’s normal in every other way. Plays like a kitten and acts like an asshole, lol. Quality of life is still there, thank goodness. His new habit of yelling at me between 11:30pm-2am every night to feed him (right in my face while I’m sleeping!) is annoying, but I get up and do it, because I’m glad he wants to eat, even if he doesn’t finish what I give him.

He still gets around great and jumps all over the furniture and his ginormous cat condo too. I’ve noticed he slips with his back feet sometimes, but I don’t know if he’s always done that or if I’m just hypersensitive to things being wrong.

He’ll be 16 in a couple of months, so I know he won’t be around forever, which is completely and totally heartbreaking. Still my handsome boy though, thank goodness. I hope he hangs around for a while more. As I type this, he’s laying against me, purring loudly and being just the best boy. 

I took this picture a couple of weeks ago and thought I’d post it, he DOES love his velvety throne!:

Apart from being thinner than usual and two white whiskers, he looks the same as always. It’s funny, I was looking through the thousands of photos on my phone and probably more than half are of him! 

Fingers-crossed he hangs around for a while so I can take thousands more.

❤️❤️