Dragons & Donuts

This has been a tough week.
Mood has been up and down.
Feeling like my mojo is missing.
Feeling off.
This morning I was up at 6.
Cleaning began just after 10.
Lasted until 3:50 which is when I finally was finished.
I cleaned the oven.
Yep.
Adulting.
Also I am tired of the smoke detector screeching every time I cooked.
Sprayed the oven.
Now to the living room.
This is going to be the 4th or 5th time in about as many weeks that I have shifted things around.
Nothing felt right.
I had been thinking though about what I wanted to do.
I have lived in this apartment since May 2016.
Do not plan on moving any time soon unless I win the lottery.
This fall I am not sure what the turning point was but I have started to make it my own.
Had the blinds removed and curtains hung.
I had my wall of motivation.
I rearranged my pictures.
As much as I liked having my t.v. up a bit the table I had it on was rickety.
Thomas would jump between legs to get away from Loki as they played.
I was worried that the t.v.  was going to be pushed over or the table leg would give out.
Crash.
No t.v.
I had my book case at the bottom of the stairs.
I measured the bookcase.
I measured the t.v.
It would work.
As I was rearranging the living room I decided to wash the walls.
It started off with one wall.
I was going to take it slow.
One wall a day.
One thing lead to another.
All the walls were washed today.
I even washed the base boards.
The Base Boards People!
Look at me adulting..
Adulting!
Again!
In the same day!
Re-purposed the bookcase as a t.v. stand.
With my books displayed.
With my pictures displayed.
Realizing as I type that I am happy.
That there is a sense of rightness.
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Must be working as I had this post and a poem warring it out in my head.
Decided to write this one first.
Today is day 71 of being sober.
Had a bit of a struggle this week especially yesterday but I did not cave.
I really did not want to drink.
It was to fill time that is all.
Having not drank lead to the wicked burst of energy as opposed to laying on the couch recovering from the night before.
I am proud of me.
71 days.
Adulting.
Content.
Feeling like I have my mojo back.
This is your Sunday evening chuckle:
Was in express checkout the other day.
Gentleman comes through with donuts and a few other items.
Bagging away chatting with my customer when I get to the donuts.
I lean over to ask him if he wanted them in the bag.
What came out:
Would you like a separate bag for your dragons?
I could say nothing after that.
Have a wonderful Sunday sweetlings.
©Sept. 27/20
Photo is my own.
Picture found on Pinterest

Aliens Have Landed!

I realized that there have been no feline updates in the last little while so I thought……..
Thomas returned to the vet’s yesterday.
He has lost 1.4 lbs which I thought was good but the vet felt that it might have been a little fast in the last month.
I am not feeding him a lot at once but several smaller meals throughout the day which is the way to go.
And even though I have cut his portions back he is eating less.
Not gorging.
Several small meals a day is not hard when I am off and a little trickier when I am working.
So for the foreseeable future I will be coming home on my half hours to feed both him and Loki.
What precipitated the vet visit is that I had noticed Thomas’ belly hanging down and it looked like there was liquid in there.
When both Tember and I touched it it felt liquidy.
Turns out that it is normal.
It is the fat pad.
It will go away although the skin will still hang down.
His energy levels are also starting to come back up as well.
He is playing with Loki.
Running around the house.
Cuddling.
Curling up in my lap.
He is happier.
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As for the little monster.
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The chin biting is becoming a thing of the past.
Not totally yet but getting close.
He is still a food bully…..
although I have discovered why…..
when he eats all the food on one side of the bowl he cannot/will not eat the other side until I turn the bowl.
So if I am not paying attention off he goes butting Thomas or Lucky out of the way.
Thomas walks off.
Lucky just looks at him and goes back to eating.
The little fiend has developed a taste for my plants.
Despite having a thing of cat grass to eat.
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I discovered he had torn one little lone root out of my pot and was chasing the poor thing around the floor.
After catching him and removing the little guy which I put back in his pot I decided to search…..
How to keep cats/kittens from digging in plants.
River stones. Smooth. Where am I getting these?
Hang them up. No? Really? If I could I would.
Spray bottle. Not working.
Tin foil. Place over the soil and it will keep them from digging.
So I did.
And it has.
Loki looked at it and tried touching but did not like.
We will see if this really does help.
For now it looks like aliens have landed in my living room.
©Sept. 25/20
Pictures are my own