Sarameg

A grey cat half curled on her side on a pale gold surface with a front paw over her eyes and other feets pile up with one set of pink toebeans on view.

Mood.

This random maybe a fakeout hit at least didn’t come at a moment of crisis, at least? (Seriously, I’ve been hopeful for done and then there’s some parental medical crisis and HELLO. At least I left supplies at their house after an emergency run to Chucky’s gas at midnight.)

I honestly get it pretty easy compared to some but it’s really annoying and I’m ready for done.

Their tshirts bring me joy. And I get a lot of positive comments when wearing them.

Perimenopausal BULLSHIT.

Ivy was asleep on my lap and woke herself up with a hiss. She’s fine, she was dreaming.

I got season tickets this year!

Yep, but that requires planning, which I’m not doing this week because I’m apparently just cranky as fuck.

I’m 1st in line on 2 book holds. Maybe I’ll take a day off to just read them.

I hafta take another 2-3weeks off this year. WATCH ME.

So yelling at anyone now is just…rude.

I’m really sorry. That’s very shabby treatment by wypr.

wtf.

I am pretty sure I don’t want to
deal with work humans tomorrow. I was barely not smiting them today. Don’t yell at the cleanup crew, yell at the ones who created the mess. And sorry, priorities were set transparently, this is not new info.

If seller seems flaky, move on.

Buying stuff wasn’t too bad, but when I went to sell, realized why the sellers were so abjectly enthused when I didn’t bargain, was flexible & showed up as agreed.

Bookended by 2 of my cats. 3rd is obsessed with the window, I won’t get her to join us until it’s cooler.

The kittens (Ivy&Maple) were a deliberate choice. Newly wfh due to pandemic closures, cats were 10& 13. Loki got 3 yrs to train Ivy in puppycat. Pumpkin (the elder tortie) well, she is the biggest user of the cartwheel given to the kittens.

Soooo pathetic!

It’s almost easier. Because the non script cats think the script is better & vice versa. When I had a sugar cat, I just gave in & everybody just got the diabetes food. And then I had to wean them off it when he was gone & they were mad.

Marketplace is such a hell, though! Granted, I’ve gotten very nice furniture but I really gird my loins venturing in. Selling stuff FOR FREE was painful.

Beautiful dilute tortie! My 15 yr old tortie-tux-tabby’s energy levels still often exceed the 5 yo kittens.Just gotta baby her kidneys.

Sulfur is REALLY strong tonight. Having flashbacks to a stay at a really stinky hot springs.

Ah jeez, having full salty wet meltdown over silky. She never even liked me.

A beautiful grey cat with golden eyes. She’ll snug up next to you or nap in your closet.

One of my parents’ cats is probably dying soon. It’s gonna be absolutely devastating for my mom. Good thoughts for Silky. And my mom.

Sandy tabby on a burgundy bed. She is glorious and smug.

Queen.

I was just there for the tail end of it & there was a farmer at the farmers market running one & how I DRAGGED my elderly parents over… INHALED and nommed a freshly roasted sample.

I’m pretty sure chile roasting season in southern NM has regional mood effects. (Giant oil drum roasters in every grocery lot. Smells amazing as your eyes water and nose stings.)

Note for record: both Herring Run & the lake smelled like usual selves earlier today. I wonder if it’s inversions migrating & trapping the big smelly down at the harbor in various pockets around town.

Ahahah!