I really need to get back to that thing I was doing for a while where I would just keep myself so busy all day every day that I would fall asleep into bed utterly exhausted, too spent to even allow my brain to wander.
Because my brain wanders into dark and dangerous places when I get too bored and have too much time on my hands, my friends.
The Rottenator got a new job, thanks in large part to moi. He was miserable at his old job and they were starting to cut back on his hours and working him harder and harder and therefore, not only he was suffering, but we all were. So, I got to looking, filling out applications, fancied up his resume, and boom, new job and he starts in a couple of weeks.
It will take a lot of stress off of him (I hope) and will mean more income and benefits (actual health insurance and 401k, say WHAT?!?!) so it is definitely a good thing.
My job is finally calming down as well. The end of the year is nightmare in the tax/payroll area of expertise, but I managed to claw my way through it, and the job is settling back into a comfortable routine. I take my final test, my "pass or get fired" exam later this month or early next one, but I'm not very worried about it. And it comes with a 5% raise, so woo hoo. Things are looking up.
So why am I bored and lonely and letting my mind wander into the Land of Gloom and Doom? I do not know. I have long ago given up trying to figure out my dark and twisty mind.
The cat is driving me bat shit crazy, I know that. I don't know if the Nooge is going through a growth spurt or catapause, but he will never let up. He just...won't...quit.
He is clawy and bitey, and will not settle down. I have a little side table beside my chair on which I put my drink and remote controls while typing away on my laptop and he is determined to tip it over and push it across the room, and knock shit off of it. Currently he is running laps around the living room, trying to jump up onto the fireplace mantle, and springboarding himself off of what little bit of my lap isn't supporting my computer and I want to kill him. God help me and I hate to admit it but only because admitting it probably makes me look like a horrible person, but I am not enjoying him one bit right now. The only thing that saves his life on a daily basis is the fact that he is not a bad natured kitty and I know that he loves me. That, and the fact that I couldn't live with myself if I did one day become so enraged that I threw him out to fend for himself then saw a little orange flurry splatter on the road as I drove to work the next day.
That would be devastating, so I will deal with him and his current unpleasantness.
Ah, well. Tomorrow I will cook chicken alfredo in my oven that doesn't work right half the time and I will refrain from killing the cat who now has turned his attention to our lamp and will no doubt knock it over for the umpteenth time and shatter yet another lightbulb.
My Mood(Ring) Tone(s) of the Day:
Because my brain wanders into dark and dangerous places when I get too bored and have too much time on my hands, my friends.
The Rottenator got a new job, thanks in large part to moi. He was miserable at his old job and they were starting to cut back on his hours and working him harder and harder and therefore, not only he was suffering, but we all were. So, I got to looking, filling out applications, fancied up his resume, and boom, new job and he starts in a couple of weeks.
It will take a lot of stress off of him (I hope) and will mean more income and benefits (actual health insurance and 401k, say WHAT?!?!) so it is definitely a good thing.
My job is finally calming down as well. The end of the year is nightmare in the tax/payroll area of expertise, but I managed to claw my way through it, and the job is settling back into a comfortable routine. I take my final test, my "pass or get fired" exam later this month or early next one, but I'm not very worried about it. And it comes with a 5% raise, so woo hoo. Things are looking up.
So why am I bored and lonely and letting my mind wander into the Land of Gloom and Doom? I do not know. I have long ago given up trying to figure out my dark and twisty mind.
The cat is driving me bat shit crazy, I know that. I don't know if the Nooge is going through a growth spurt or catapause, but he will never let up. He just...won't...quit.
He is clawy and bitey, and will not settle down. I have a little side table beside my chair on which I put my drink and remote controls while typing away on my laptop and he is determined to tip it over and push it across the room, and knock shit off of it. Currently he is running laps around the living room, trying to jump up onto the fireplace mantle, and springboarding himself off of what little bit of my lap isn't supporting my computer and I want to kill him. God help me and I hate to admit it but only because admitting it probably makes me look like a horrible person, but I am not enjoying him one bit right now. The only thing that saves his life on a daily basis is the fact that he is not a bad natured kitty and I know that he loves me. That, and the fact that I couldn't live with myself if I did one day become so enraged that I threw him out to fend for himself then saw a little orange flurry splatter on the road as I drove to work the next day.
That would be devastating, so I will deal with him and his current unpleasantness.
That kitty needs a squirt with a water bottle! Or you can try crating him. Both have worked with my cat. Now is a good time to start trimming his nails! I just use human toe nail clippers. :-)
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