– My seasonal allergies have been insanely out of control this year. I don’t even know what is going on. They have never in my 30-something years of life been this bad. I am having to take my Flonase daily. I wish I could take a Benadryl, but it lowers my resistance against seizures or something, so it’s off limits. I’ve become a nighttime mouth-breather, and I don’t like it.
– Kitty didn’t show up for many many days. As a matter of fact, when we went to the store, I didn’t buy any cat food, because I figured that like the others, she done with us. She showed up the other night before dinner, and she looked like a new cat. Confirming my earlier suspicions, she was pregnant, and has since given birth. Luckily, I still had cans of her favorite moist food and a mostly full bag of kitten food. She ate and stuck around for some love and then left. I am sad that I have no idea where her kittens are. I’m also sad that I can’t scoop up Mama Kitty and hurry her to the vet to be fixed, like right now. I just do not want a repeat of this cycle.
– I’ve been having insane computer problems. It’s been one thing after another. My latest issue is that it the screen randomly flickers and it also gets really bright, and then really dim. I brought it in to have someone look at it, and after turning it on, I tell them, “Okay, whenever I do this, it… ahhh… okay, let’s try this again… when I do this, it… ummm… Okay… ahem… okay, it’s not doing it NOW, but…” They stared at me, took it in the back for about 90 seconds and said “Okay, we adjusted some settings…” It was good for about a day and a half, but now it’s doing it again. I’m just frustrated now.
– My home has been invaded by the sick. Speed woke me up in the wee hours of the morning on Saturday saying, “I didn’t know I was going to throw up, so I threw up on my floor.” I spent much of Saturday doing much laundry and harassing him about drinking, and keeping everyone away from him, and sanitizing everything. I thought we were in the clear because Sunday was a good day, Monday was a good day. We put Ziggy to bed, and he woke up late last night throwing up. He was up for quite awhile getting sick. He was so miserable, and since it hasn’t happened in a long time, he had no idea what was going on in his little body. Luckily husband was home, so he helped bathe the baby and soothe the baby. When he was ready for sleep the only place Ziggy would sleep was on my chest. I was all for whatever he needed for comfort, but, I’m not going to lie, every single time he moved, I jumped, fearful that I might be covered in sick. Right now, my stomach is feeling… questionable. *sigh* Such is the life of a Mommy.