My little girl gave me quite the workout yesterday when I trimmed her claws. My hips are killing me. Ever since my partner passed when it’s time to trim her claws she gets progressively worse. She was hissing, fighting me, biting me and she used those rear claws and got my arm. I am sore and injured. I got her claws but I am not sure how good of a job I did. I do know that I got the knots out of her fur. She made a mess on the floor, but thankfully I had the steamer out so I just moved it over and up came the stain. We were not friends for a little bit last night, but as soon as I put food down our relationship was instantly repaired. I am not sure why she gives me such a fit. He had nothing to do with trimming her claws, except sometimes he would talk to her. That didn’t do much from what I saw. One of her claws was curled under, it was not easy but I got that sucker.
After our little battle I looked online for some better gloves, to prevent injuries to my arms. They make them but they are $135. I saw some snake handling gloves, wonder if that would do the trick? They weren’t cheap either. You have never ever in your life seen a cat this mad. If she could she would spit fire from her dragon breath. Her tongue turns fire red and it’s very apparent that she is upset. Then when I touch her she screams like I am going to murder her. I really wish there was a better way to go about this, I want her to remain calm and not get so worked up. That’s not good for her. At least her lungs and heart get quite the workout. I’ll bet you she slept really good!
My brother called last night, he will be out of a job at the end of October. Could happen sooner or may take a little longer. I worked on his resume today and he is going to start looking. He got a heads up months ago but chose to do nothing about it. I don’t feel sorry for him. He’s got a butt load of money in savings and he will get unemployment if he doesn’t get a job. The bad part is that he will be stuck at home with our mom and he will go out of his damn mind. Then he will start leaning on me, I don’t want to get involved.
She is giving him quite a run for his money. Saying strange things like get the soda out of your wallet, how long have we been married. It’s nonsense. Then she decided to do laundry. Apparently she thinks the washing machine is a workhorse. She had an accident and just threw everything in the laundry. No pre-rinsing or cleaning. Well it just cemented it’s self to the clothes when she stuck them in the dryer. My brother got to find that. Wow what a mess.
I think unless the doctors can adjust her medicine to get things right, she won’t be living at home for a whole lot longer. I explained to him that if he goes about that, to put down on the paper work that she plans on returning to the home when she gets better, even if there is no hope that she will return. This way he can continue to make mortgage payments in her name and live there. He was afraid that the State or Nursing Home would take the house. I think before it’s all said and done she will wind up as a resident some place, just not sure where. Kind of sad. I wonder what would happen if they took her off all of her medicine, slowly then just see how she acts. I realize that could be dangerous but that mind altering medicine has way too many side effects.
I got out of bed at a decent hour, made it to the grocery store in the rain. Learned that the truck has a burnt out headlight. I ordered replacements via Amazon. Should be here Wednesday. They are simple to replace, we did it together as a team last time. This time I will be on my own, not worried about that task. I filled up the tank with $12 in gas. I’ve got a 1/2 tank now. I don’t drive it that often, nor do I want to. I just don’t want it to rot away. It’s going to be traded in when I get things squared away along with my car. Plus I am sure it will serve me in the winter if things get too messy around here. That’s when I will start to keep a full tank. Didn’t manage to clean out the garage yet so it’s still sitting outside.
The grocery store was packed because of the rain, looks like all of the rats ran inside for shelter. I plowed my way through in nothing flat. What used to take us an hour to do I can easily do in less than 20 minutes. I have my go to isles and don’t venture off the beaten path much. It’s same old crap each and every week, which gets old.
Tomorrow I will be having salad. It’s a simple quick meal and since I have to put the trash out and it’s Monday I really don’t want to fuss over dinner. Plus it’s semi healthy. :)
Speaking of Monday, I have already heard from the gem I work for. He answered some e-mail I sent to him. Thankfully no response was needed. I found a free help desk ticketing system that is web based. I played with it last night and it looks awesome for being free. I am going to give it a try because I can get a report out of it to show my work. It would give him a better idea of what I do, I wish the reports were more granular but you get what you pay for. I am not mentioning it, just going to start using it and then if something happens I will have backup.
I am worried about my “friend” to see if she is going to bother to show up tomorrow. Thus far no contact from her. I guess it will be a surprise. Personally I don’t expect her to show up. If she does I am not certain that she will last all week long. I know that she is doing a job that she told me that she doesn’t want to do anymore. Plus there is a lot of clerical work and that is beneath her. All I can say is I did my part and I am truly sorry for helping.
I had left over Lasagna for lunch, it was okay. I made my Mexican dish for supper. Stand and Stuff soft tortillas, filled with con queso, refried beans and taco meat. Top with Sour Cream. I ate 3 of these bombs. Man I got full and fast. There are left over beans and con queso. I’ve got a fresh tub of meat so I could easily do it again. It’s just a little bit of work, which on a work night I wouldn’t want to try because I would get easily frustrated. Since I used bowls and had con queso caked on a dish I did a 2nd load of dishes so everything is clean, or so I hope.
I am going back on my Oatmeal diet. I’ve been going through a normal size box of cereal in 2 days. Bowl after bowl, after bowl. It’s good and I have been that way since I have gotten older. Oatmeal I just make two packets and that’s it. When it’s gone, it’s gone and there is nothing more to do. I noticed that I am bulging at the sides so I am ready to clean that up. It’s got to be a combo of stress and what I am eating. I can’t control the stress but I can control what goes into my body.
Ever since my partner passed, my passion for sweet things has diminished. I threw away a pack of donuts that has been sitting on the table for 3 weeks. Blu peed on them and even though they were sealed in a box and still good I just decided it was better that way. I got a replacement pack today at the store and plan on eating one at breakfeast. I am keeping them in a different place so Blu can’t destroy them. Anything cardboard on the table he pees on. I’d really like to fix that problem but no money.
I do eat a lot of Pasta, Mexican and it’s all frozen or something quick heat and eat. Oh don’t forget Pizza. I see less vegtables and more “junk” so it’s no wonder my weight has shifted. I have to get things more balanced and under control. Otherwise this old body of mine will crap out that much sooner.
Last night I found a site that I thought was awesome and I put together my Last Will & Testament. Turns out before you can print it you have to sign up for their service. Crap, it was a waste of time. Kind of neat though, they had provisions for a Digital Executor to take care of all of your Social Media Accounts. Something that everyone will have to think about. I closed out my guys stuff for the most part. It was a no brainer. I sent a message out that he passed away. I gave it a week or two and I shut it down. What’s the point of him lingering out there in Cyberspace. People are so stupid they will just ask him to play a game or invite him to Farmville. I don’t have time for that. I know where he is at, the last thing he is thinking about is Farmville or Social Media.
I just took a quick break to feed the children there evening snack. It’s dark outside and it’s just past 7:30, another sign that winter is on the way. This week we have another Heat Wave so it’s going to be extra hot. Glad I got my hair extra short.
I made a checklist for the day and I am proud to say that all but one task has been completed. That was cleaning out my office closet. I am just too sore to attempt it. I also want to do some self pleasuring but all of the muscles in my hips hurt and I just think that would make it worse. :( Waiting does make it better but then I think I could have this amazing feeling every night why do I wait?
My depression is still hanging on, but I am trying to keep busy to avoid it. That has helped some. It won’t help that I will be wearing some of his clothes to work tomorrow. I just did a special load of laundry with only stuff from his wardrobe that I kept. I figure I might as well get some use out of it. Plus when I clean my office closet up, I will be able to donate more clothes to Goodwill but they will be my old clothes. I realize after cleaning out his closet that I have hung on to way too much stuff, so it’s time to purge.
The last task of the night will be trimming my claws. I hate that, every two weeks like clock work. I like long nails but they help breed infection and spread germs, not to mention they are difficult to type with, when they get too long. Plus us guys aren’t supposed to have nails. I’d love to paint them if I could, but that would really make me appear odd to my co-workers. Clear polish is about as much paint as they have ever and will ever see.
Doing nothing, changes nothing so I guess I better get to work because time is ticking away here and before you know it morning will come. Oh brother, I just hope tomorrow is a calm Monday and that the dick leaves me alone, I’m in no mood for bullshit.
Thanks for stopping by. I hope you had an awesome weekend. I guess we will weather this next week together. Talk with you peeps later. Good night & God Bless.