I had to put my 17 year old cat down yesterday. She was with me through my awful first marriage and she's been with me most of my adult life. She declined so fast and I know I did the right thing. It's just so hard. I have three other cats and other animals but it's amazing just how empty the house feels. I'm trying to figure out what my new normal is now.
I hate working. I hate it. Even at the best of times, I don't want to be there. I loathe the attitude of "I'm always right" and "I have a great memory " my boss has. She forgets a lot. Like to pay my medical stipend without me reminding her. Or to pay us once. Those are big un's. All the little things add up too. I haven't suddenly gone crazy, it's her.
God, I hate work.
I am fantasizing about left over fajitas from last night (super yummy if I do say so myself.)
if only they made a container by which I could bring food to work with me so I don’t go 24 hours between meals.
maybe someday I’ll be less of a dumbass and actually plan ahead.
We finally decided to move into the place we have been debating. @HerNameIsBuffy It looks like it’s working out for both of us-you took the new job and we’re taking the new place. ❤️
I’m a bit overwhelmed since we are moving in 4 days but push has come to shove and we will get through it.