Monday, November 19, 2012

Time keeps slippin', slippin' away!

Where in the heck does time go?? How can it possibly be Thanksgiving week already? And why didn't my boss listen to me when I nagged him to order our Black Friday shirts last month?

For those of you in a hurry to get t-shirts for an event, DON'T order from 6dollartshirts. They may be cheap, but they ain't fast! Their website says they ship within 2 days, but the fine print says it can take up to 2 weeks. And guess what?
Ours have taken longer than that. I think we are screwed. I plan to try and contact them today, but even then, it's Monday and we need them by Wednesday now. I'm very annoyed, to say the least.

I am very ready for BF to be over with. As always! But at least hubby doesn't work for the Evil Empire anymore. I still can't believe they are opening at 8 PM on Thanksgiving. Greedy fuckers. Sad thing is, there will be a ton of people there to shop. I will be at home, secure in the knowledge that G no longer has to jump to their tune ;) I urge everyone to stay home, enjoy your families and worry about Christmas shopping another day. Don't give the Evil Empire cause to entirely forego Thanksgiving next year, because that's the way things are heading.

I will be giving thanks this year for my family and the jobs that we have in these unsettled times.

And now for something completely different....

I had very strange, sad, dreams last night. I dreamed that my old cats, Merry & Merlin had gotten out and gotten lost. I was so sad. I put up flyers and went around calling for them. Eventually I looked out the window and Merlin was curled up outside. When I ran out to get him Merry came out of the bushes too. Then I woke up in tears.

Maybe it was talking to my mom last night about her dogs and my sister's dogs that made me miss having animals around. Whatever it is, I still feel sad this morning and miss my kitties. I hear the geese on the lake out back and think how much they would have loved this place, with its sliding glass doors looking out over the lake and wide window ledges, perfect for a cat to watch the world go by or just sun itself.

But then the selfish part of me says, who wants to clean a litter box? And where would we put it? We cat sat for a week for a co-worker and the only place to put the box was the master bathroom. Waking up every morning and stepping in grainy cat litter was not fun.

But oh I miss the cuddles. The warmth of a cat curled in my lap, purring away. Lying in bed with a cat on my chest, determined to get one last cuddle before her human goes to sleep. *Sigh*

For me.

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