Watch Out For Sleeping Cats

I almost sat on the cat. I feel like an ass. Now she's hiding under mother's bed. To my knowledge she's never slept in this chair. She blended so well with the black-and-white furry blanket that I just didn't notice her. I must be more careful. Tomorrow she definitely gets tuna.

I'm still unsure I'll cover the bills as the come rolling in but my feeling is less of fear now that I think it's at least possible and have a fairly good diagram of when what is due and what the obligation will be. I'm still going to ask my uncle for help. I'll sign a note, pay interest, if he likes. That's not a problem. For me, this isn't a means but a flow issue. I hope he's able and willing to assist.

I'm mentally anguished thinking that the pain my mother described in her lower back as worse than labor pain had to be the damage and infection which took her too early.

Went out with my brother a while this afternoon so he could get the birthday gift his wife had been meaning for him to have. He'd forgotten both his money and his card so we only window-shopped. We ended up at a Sears and he found what he wanted but had to go home for his card. We then went to his nearby Sears to find out the floor jack (lifts cars so you can work under them more easily) was on sale. He saved $10 bucks. Given fuel prices and the relative inefficiency of the new mini-van, he might've spent that on fuel driving around! OK, it's not that bad but bad enough. He ended up with a KIA Sedona. It has a nice ride and the seats, for being foam-filled, are comfortable.

Gah! I feel bad for the kitty. Poor traumatized kitty. She got hair ball gel earlier and we spend some time on the bed while I had a snack. She doesn't understand why things are different. The schedule is all off. The TV hasn't been on, mother's not around, I'm not sleeping on my usual time clock, etc. I did get her cat box changed a day early though. Now I wonder if I should've waited that extra day. Maybe I've confused her more. At least I'm talking to her and offering as much petting as probably either of us can stand.

I finally caught up with Duckie a moment during his lunch hour. He chastised me about spending unwisely. I'll keep that in mind. It's important that I do second guess how and where I put my money in the coming months and weeks. He might be demented but this was sage advice. I still need a holiday when things are stable.

The neighbor's wife is in horrible shape. She's just a bit above my four year old niece in some ways. All grins, little talk. She does know how to put together actual words, though, which the niece is not really able yet. My brother expects she'll be held back from Kindergarten.

Why is John Tesh now the local "love song" host? Damn it. He's annoying! Well, I actually liked the woman we used to have for about 100 years. He's probably cheaper and syndicated. I hate corporate radio. It's gotten so cheap and cheesy.