Recharge

I've had the best couple of days in a long time. I feel like my batteries are recharged. On Tuesday, my cousin, E, asked me to go thrift shopping with her. Since the new resale shop was practically right next to Alterra (same strip mall-y thing) we had some delicious coffee as well. We hung around and decided to get me an actual ring for my nose. So we headed over to Brady and Farwell, the closest place to her house that would put the new ring in for me. I'm sad to report that they decided that getting lunch was more important than paying customers (since E decided to get her nose done as well). Then, I took E to work and hung out with Bestie. We watched Twilight. It was so amazingly awful that it was actually good. Just for the laughs.

Yesterday, I decided that since it was so ungodly hot E and I needed to go sun ourselves on the beach. I had a doctor's appointment and so did Rorschach, so we didn't get down to E's house til around 5. We went to Alterra on the Lake, sipped some delicious espresso/mocha shakes, and relaxed before heading off to the beach.

We ended up getting to a good spot (the deserted part of Bradford) at the perfect time. Still warm, but the sun was starting to go down. So we sunned ourselves for a good hour or so, just chatting away and making plans to do fun things.

Once it started to get chilly and a few kids started harassing us, we decided we were hungry. Where would I go for dinner on the most perfect day of my life? Noodles & Company, that's where. If there was one restaraunt that I would eat at, 3 meals a day, 7 days a week, it would be Noodles. Everything is so amazingly delicious.

Then we headed back to E's house, wandered around Wal-Mart for a while, and I came home and cuddled up with a good book and a cuddly cat.

It was honestly the most perfect two days in such a long time. I'm so grateful that I have the freedom to do those kinds of things. And, tomorrow I'm going to Summerfest with The Boy in the morning, then meeting up with Bestie and Squirrel Boy to see Carolina Liar. I'm really really excited.

Peace out everyone!

Boring

Wow. My life has been pretty boring lately. Aside from my freakouts about the finances, that is. But I'm fairly high-strung so it comes with the territory.

I actually have nothing to write about that's new. Nothing. Which could be good. I wish I was writing that I got a new job but...all in time.

I'm also half asleep, which could contribute. I went on an eastside adventure today, and got lost 3 times, which can really wear a person out.

So yeah, boring blog post today. Maybe it'll get more exciting soon. Or not. I can live with both.

Rain

I did something to my hip at work a few days ago, and its been bugging me since. This rain and humidity is not helping. I had a ton to do on my list but I can't get motivated. I think maybe I'll nip down to Starbucks and get a free tall beverage with my survey coupon.

But then while I'm out I'll be obligated to do that half of my list. The errands. Which I'm not looking forward to because its so crappy outside. Maybe I'll try to make my own frappuccino? I don't want any hot coffee. I think if I drank hot coffee I'd die of heat stroke.

It's just so gloomy and I don't want to do anything. I have company coming over and I'm not really that excited because my house looks like a tornado went through it, and it's company coming over to get money that I really don't have but owe. (Rant for another time). I absolutely love the feeling of having my bills paid and food in the cabinets. Lately though its been one or the other. My urge to shop isn't helping me at all. I've cut back. I haven't purchased anything that isn't food for a while now. But my checks at work just aren't cutting it and The Boy isn't making anything right now either.

Ugh life. But what can you do? At least I have a roof over my head (for now) food in my stomach (for now) and clothes on my back.

Moolah

Hey everyone, just a quick post to let you know I've started actually posting over at Kittymoose's Money. I know, it's been just sitting there for a while. But I promise, I'm going to post a whole bunch. (Unless nobody reads it, hint).

Anyways, check it out and add it to your reader so once it really takes off, you're not left outside the loop.

Thanks!

Yoga

Today I decided, wow, my chin is growing a twin. My belly is becoming "shapes" and my favorite jeans are creating a slight muffin top. Time to slim down. Being the hippie that I am, I decided what better way to get into shape than Yoga? Being also very lazy, I figured Yoga would be an easy way to get limber and maybe shed a few pounds.

Holy crap was I wrong.

I went along with a video recommended for first-timers on a forum I read. Sun Salutations. Sounds easy. I watched the video a few times, hoping to lose weight through osmosis. No dice. I decide that this didn't look too hard, and I busted out the Yoga mat that I'd purchased months ago and has just sat behind my laundry hamper since.

I ready myself. I breathe.

First pose: Mountain. Standing, feet together and parallel, shoulders straight, tummy tucked inwards. Easy. Inhale, arms come up, exhale, into a prayer position. Okay. Inhale and bend backwards. Holy crap I can't bend backwards. Exhale and bend forwards, palms touching the mat. Holy crap I can't touch my toes.

Second pose: Plank. I can't really describe the steps here, except to say that I find it very difficult to be in half-pushup position with one knee bent. I must have looked like a contortionist. Plank itself is really just pushup position. Which I cannot hold myself in for very long. I have no upper body strength to speak of. So while the nice lady is explaining how the body should be, I'm sweating and my palms are sliding off the mat.

Next pose, Cobra. Here you're on your belly, pelvis pressed into the mat, legs straight, and upper body raised. Shoulders back and head looking up at the sky (er, ceiling). This was actually easy. Probably because I was on my stomach.

Then we moved into Downward-facing Dog. The most quintessential Yoga pose. Feet flat on the ground, tailbone sticking up into the air, and palms flat on the ground as well, head down. I realize that maybe I should do this on carpet next time, because palm/foot sweat does not mix well with foam mat. I start sliding off of the mat.

We somehow magically come back up into Mountain pose. I have no idea how this happens so I just stand up. Then we do the same routine again, starting with the left foot instead of the right this time. I attempt round 2. I realize that maybe Yoga is going to be a ton more difficult that I thought. I YouTube "First time Yoga". I begin step 1: Attempt to exercise through osmosis. I have a feeling this will end up disasterous. I am at least grateful that I decided to attempt this at home, rather than subject myself to humiliating myself in an actual Yoga class.

Maybe I'll try Tai Chi?

Desk

I'm actually blogging from my desk right now. Which, if you've ever seen me in my apartment, is an accomplishment. Usually, I use my Macbook on the couch or in my bed. My desk usually looks like an airplane crashed into it. Seriously, papers EVERYWHERE. Craft supplies, etc.

But all that changed.

I got rid of like 90% of what was on my desk. And this time I actually GOT RID OF the stuff. Seriously I don't even know why I was hanging on to half the stuff. And the other half was just...useless. So now my desk is neat and organized, and my Mac actually fits on it, and I could be writing in a notebook as well.

Oh, also, I got a blender for my birthday. A red one. I love it more than any of my other kitchen appliances. I also got a wok, so I can make real Chinese food. I can't wait!

Book

Right now I'm watching Sex and the City: The Movie. I know, I know, but I love it.

Anyways, every time I watch this movie, or any episode in the series, my desire to write is rekindled.

I've always dreamed of something I have to say being good enough to be printed. I want so badly to see my name on the cover of a book.

Problem is, I don't ever think anything I've ever written is that good.

I guess I'll just have to keep writing until I spew something book-worthy.

On another note, which really should be in a separate blog, I'm SO READY to declutter the crap out of my apartment. And then buy more stuff...no no no Kittymoose NO. No more stuff!

...okay, maybe a couple things...

Nap

So, I ended up falling asleep shortly after writing that last post. I couldn't help it. The bed was so warm and the cat was purring on me and it was just a little slice of nap heaven.

So now I have like a gigantic to-do list for tomorrow. Except tomorrow The Boy and I are celebrating my birthday (he has to work on my actual birthday). So we're going rummaging, maybe thrifting, and probably out to dinner/lunch. I also want to see UP. But lately I haven't had the attention span to sit through a whole movie. And on the other side of that coin, its a kids movie, so it HAS to be entertaining right? I've heard all good things.

Anyways, I know this is just sort of a long ramble. Sorry. I'm awake and super tired still, but I can't sleep quite yet. So I'm really just blogging to pass the time. And I think the cat is getting tired of me talking to him. He just keeps giving me this funny look. It's actually quite precious.

And, now I'm officially a crazy cat lady. Congrats to me. Ha.

What else is new? Oh, I put in an application to PetSmart, and I'm going to call them Monday and ask about it. Because I really want to work there. I need to find job #3 pretty badly. I might see if anybody is willing to work Friday nights at Subway and apply to host at TannerPaul with TC. That would be fun and I'd make more money than working at Subway that night.

Oh, I also got this odor absorber thing for pets today. It smells like citrus and I'm excited that I can no longer smell the litterbox (which I need to clean out tomorrow. No icky stuff in it, it just needs a freshening).

Ok, I'll stop rambling on about nothing now.

Lists

I had a nice sized to-do list to start after I got off of my shift at AE today. The most important task was laundry, which is my least favorite chore. I leave it build up until I have nothing in my drawers and my closet is mostly empty. Which is the case right now.

But I'm so tired.

And my feet hurt from working in flip-flops.

And its rainy and cold out which makes me not want to do anything.

So instead of starting my laundry almost an hour ago, I'm sitting here under a blanket, cuddling the cat and updating the blog.

I'm so lazy, sometimes it worries me. I figure I should do something about it....but then the cat wants attention, and the bed is soooo comfy.

I disgust myself. Haha.

Workables

As promised, a blog post NOT entirely about my cat.

I'm still looking for job #3. It would be ideal to find something full time and stable, but the way the economy is and my lack of a skill set, it probably won't go down that way. So I'm looking for another job in, sigh, retail. I really want to work at a pet store though. I applied at PetSmart, but the internet cut out at the last second, and I lost 50 mins of work. And for some reason their internet application only supports up to Windows XP and IE. So everyone with a Mac or a new PC is essentially excluded. Thank goodness my mom's computer runs XP and she uses IE.

I haven't been getting many hours at either job, and for two weeks at both jobs I made less than $300, cumulatively. That's not enough for me to live on. That isn't even enough to pay the rent and bills and manage to feed myself. I feel like such a mooch, but my mom has paid for my groceries for the last month and a half. I have a feeling things will look up once The Boy starts getting paychecks again. He lost his unemployment, so for a while there it was 100% my income, which wasn't really anything.

I would really like to start paying down debt and start saving up for possibly going to vet school. Right now though, my biggest financial goal is trying to figure out how to pay rent and bills for this (and last) month.

So to say the least, I really need another job. I'm going to redo that application, because I know they're hiring at PetSmart, and as much as I hate to admit it, I'm good at retail and I've got a ton of experiance. Sigh.

Complications

Ok, before anybody mentions it, I know this blog has been pretty cat devoted lately. But, that's just what's been a major focus for me lately, and this is my blog and I get to write about whatever I want. Kidding, but seriously, I'm freaking out here.

This morning I woke up to The Boy telling me that Rorschach missed the litterbox and peed on the floor. I got up to clean it up. He's never done that, but he did just have surgery and he was wearing a cone collar, so I didn't worry right away. But then I went back to bed and noticed that there were little spots of blood all over the comforter (he slept with me most of the night). I got up and there were also some blood spots in the livingroom. I checked and he's bleeding from the incision. He's also noticably more lethargic than usual, and his third eyelid was showing (which is a dead giveaway that something's wrong).

So, I checked the post-op care sheet and it said to call my regular vet if discharge from the wound happened. I don't have a regular vet. So I call the one closest to me, which does come highly reccommended, and explained to them my situation. They instructed me to take him to MADACC since they're the ones that did the operation. MADACC instructs me to bring him in and now I'm just waiting for the vet to call me, which won't happen until around 11 or so.

I'm really worried now because he's alone and in pain and probably scared. I'm really regretting the decision to have him fixed. Especially if this is a big problem. My mom thinks that it's just his surgical glue didn't hold or something easily fixed like that. I really hope so. Because I'm so freaking emotionally attatched to this cat. I love him.

So, now I'm going to guiltily try to get some sleep while I wait on the phone call from the vet. I'll update this post to let everyone know how it goes. And I promise, my next post will have nothing to do with Rorschach.

Vet

Today Rorschach is going to the vet to get fixed. Right now he's in his carrier, spitting and hissing and meowing and clawing. I feel really bad because I know he's hungry (No food after 9 pm last night) and I know he doesn't do well in confinement. But I had to put him in there while The Boy was still here, because there's no way I could have wrestled a hissing and fighting 12 pound cat into a pet taxi alone.

So I feel really really bad that he's in there. And I feel really bad that he's hungry. And I know he's not going to be excited about the surgery.

Not only that, but I was reading the waiver form and there's a crap ton of things that can go wrong. And because it's a low cost service to the public, they don't do things like a blood test beforehand, or continued heart monitoring during the procedure.

I'm probably worrying over nothing. It's a really routine procedure, and I'm sure MADACC does hundreds.

The Boy just came back and looked at the carrier and said "Do you HAVE to get him snipped?"

Now I feel even worse because in truth, no, I don't want to have him fixed. His personality will change, and I love him the way he is.

But he might start spraying or urinating to mark territory, and he'll be super interested in getting out again. Plus, and this is a bad reason, but it's already paid for.

Sigh, he's meowing and looks so sad.