I have been sitting here most of the day trying to come up with something to write... ANYTHING really and I've got NOTHING. A big fat Zero.
It's Monday. And Monday in the worst kind of way. I was up at 5:00 to pick up the house for the cleaning lady. I didn't get Jake up to help me because his idea of picking up is to put the dirty pans in the oven.
Grrr... so I just did it. And then I regretted it because secretly I was a little angry that I did it all myself. So when I asked him to do the
litter boxes and he gave me flack I sort of snapped on him, a little...
Oh, and our basement flooded AGAIN this weekend. So there are wet kitty litter footprints all over our house that I didn't have time to wipe up....
And our cat is still missing. She has been gone for a little over a week now and we miss her. When we go out side Zack still yells
Eeek Ahhh (
Squeeker). It breaks my heart every time. I know he is probably doing it because I have been yelling it for a week not because he knows that she's missing but still...
Oh, on Friday we did have a somewhat
humorous incident regarding missing cat. I got a phone call about 1:30 from someone who had gotten my
flyer (I sent out 61....) he said he thought he had found my cat and then he proceeded to tell me he thought she was dead on the road. So I say thank you and then I try to continue working. I made it to 2:15.
Then I went home, changed clothes, got an old towel and went to the place on the road where he said I could find my cat. I pulled up and was
immediately like that's not her. But then I went and gathered said
smooshed cat and upon further investigation I couldn't tell. I looked at the pictures on the
flyer and at this cat and I was
stumped. All that kept running through my head was I don't want to
bury someone
else's cat.
So... I call Jake and he is short with me because he's at work and then I begin to cry and leave said cat on the side of the road. I drive home a blubbering mess. He calls me back about 5 minutes later and I tell him I just can't tell. So he says he will leave work at 5:00 and come look for himself. So home I go.
I get out the digital camera and I look through all the pictures I have and find all the ones with her and then I study her markings. After about 45 minutes I'm convinced it's my cat. I cry some more and get back in the car to "bring her home." Only, when I get there, I'm not so sure again. I examine the
smooshed cat once again and just can't tell so back home I go.
Finally Jake gets off work and I drive over there for the third time. Now said cat is missing. We don't see it. So we both park and we walk up and down the side of the road. We find it, he says yes, it is
definitely her. I go to get the towel and by the time I get back he's not so sure. So in the back of his truck she goes and he is off to the rescue league to have them check said
smoosed cat for a microchip.
25
minutes later he calls me. This cat is only 1 - 2 years old and has no microchip. So now I have spent all afternoon being distraught about someone
else's smooshed cat. I'm relieved but also still very sad. At least if it was her we would have had closure. Now, we keep looking....
Other than that, we are in the process of trying to renovate our dog pen so we can put our escape artists back in it. They learned to jump the fence so we have to buy a jump guard. More money... fantastic. So while we are at it we are also tilling up the pen and planting grass. It has been mostly weeds since we built it.
Oh and speaking of purchases, we now are looking into new shades for Zack's room too. Now that it's light he has began a sleeping
boycott. If it is light he will not sleep. This is all fine and dandy during the week when he is up at 6:15 but not nearly so great on the weekends and not nearly so great at night either. He has cut his sleeping by a good one to two hours and his attitude is showing it.
I went to
Men@rds to buy some darker shades yesterday and came home defeated when I realized that anything above a one cell shade would have to be special ordered and those things are EXPENSIVE!! Do you think I could get away with hanging blankets on his windows or is that too
getto?? Yeah... I thought so too...
Uggg!!
Is it Tuesday yet?