Friday, August 8, 2008
Pregnant and showing
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Motivation is Lacking
I have no energy to do anything these last few days. I know I need to clean up but every time I get up to do it, I just end up sitting back down. Usually once I get started cleaning, it's hard to stop but that's not the case lately. I don't want to do anything and yet, I don't want to sit on my butt all day either. I hope this goes away soon as I am about sick of having no motivation at this point. So far today I've accomplished, getting dinner, burning my finger on the curling iron, and cleaning two windows. Tomorrow I'm getting some coffee and maybe for an hour or two I'll feel as if I have some energy. But for now... these make me happy.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
House Guests
On the 21st, we have one of our closest friends flying up from Kentucky. He was planning on coming up next week but is having car trouble so he decided just to take a plane. It gives me an extra week to get this house spotless. The only room that is going to give me trouble is the room he's going to be using to sleep in. We basically use it as our closet and it looks like a teenage girls room... clothes are everywhere. I don't know where we're going to put it all at. We are just so unorganized. He'll be up here for a full week. *gasp* I've never had someone at the house for a full week. As a matter of fact, Paul is the only person that has ever stayed here and it was never for more than a weekend. I'm flipping out trying to figure out what I'm going to do with him while my husband is at work. I'm not very good at entertaining people. I'm either doing one of the following, playing on the computer, reading, playing with Jasmine or cleaning the house. He's also bringing his teacup chichi. How am I going to keep my dogs from eating her? I'm most concerned with Cash, the doberman. Even if he were only playing, he could seriously hurt her. But he tends to get bitchy and go after the larger dogs. He normally only leaves scratches on them and no really gets hurt but a chichi would be crushed. *sigh, sigh, sigh* If I'm panicking now, imagine how I'll be the day we pick him up from the airport. At least he'll have my husband through the weekend. I just don't want him to be miserable the entire time he's here. The last time he was up, I didn't want him to leave because we had such a good time so maybe I'm just freaking out for no reason. I'll be a cleaning freak for a few weeks and be trying to find things to do with him.
Our house guest with Jasmine when she was itty bitty and when he had a few less piercings, yes I said less. :)
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
More of the same
A few days ago, the final rat, Toby died. I told my husband a few weeks ago that I didn't think he had much time left. I have no plans on adopting anymore for quite a while. There's just too much going on around here and in a few months, it's only going to get more hectic.
I've had a lot of headaches over the last few weeks. It's to the point that I plan on saying something at my next OB appointment on the 18th. There's only been a few days where I have been completely headache free in over a month. Today was one of the worst ones. I woke up with a little headache but hoped it would ease after I got up. Once we started eating dinner, it suddenly got really bad, to the point that I couldn't eat anymore. It was one of the worst headaches I've had in a long time and then it was suddenly gone and I felt completely drained. Over the last hour, I've started to feel a little less like my muscle's are made of jello. If that happens again, I will most likely call the doctor's office as it was certainly not normal.
I'm down to two foster kittens. They both appear healthy so I don't believe either one of them was the one with the infection, although I haven't heard if the other two are fine so who knows. It's been nice having to only deal with the two of them. The litter box if much cleaner that's for sure. I also tossed Minka and Jake back outside. It was just too much to deal with. I was planning on redoing their outdoor enclosure while they were inside but there weren't any days while they were in here that would've worked.
Last night we spent about an hour in the basement. There were tornado warnings. Usually around here I don't take them too seriously but for whatever reason, this time we decided the storm looked pretty bad. We were only able to take one dog down with us. I didn't want to spend too much time dragging animals down the stairs and I didn't figure the storm would produce a tornado, I just wanted to be on the safe side. We took Mia and it was an ordeal. She cried like I was beating her when I tried to get her to godownstairs and eventually, my husband had to come back up and push her slowly down the steps. She cried the entire way. She was fine once she reached the bottom of the stairs. Getting Mia to go back up the stairs, was not a problem luckily. The storms didn't do much damage at my house, although I know a little further west they had some downed trees and one person was killed from a tree falling on his car.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Stressed
My house has been a nightmare since Jake and Minka have been indoors. I've just been putting off going out to the cat house. I don't even want to be in there. Jake is driving the other animals completely insane and hell, the humans as well. The first night he was indoors, I was in the bathroom, getting ready to step into the bathtub to rinse off my feet (I never wear shoes in the summer and my feet get dirty). The second I stepped onto the bathmat, which he apparently has dubbed his new girlfriend, he full out attacked my foot and bit through the skin. Now if you'll recall, this is the same cat that bit me the last time I let him indoors and he caused a pretty nasty infection from that bite. I don't to be on any unnecessary drugs while I'm pregnant so I washed my foot for what seemed like an hour to make sure I got all the nasty cat saliva out. If any of the cats dares to move from their hiding spots, he attacks them. I'm talking fur flying attacks. Thus, the cats don't leave their spots unless they're really hungry or really thirsty. Note, I didn't say anything about leaving their spots to potty. Yeah, I'd say it's time for the outdoor cats to go back outdoors. The first night, I let my flame point siamese, Isaiah sleep in bed with me. I normally don't do that because he has asthma and breathes fairly loudly and he can't get out of the bedroom without waking me up. I can't say I blame him for holding it all night till I got up and put him in the litter box. One night, Jasmine decided to be a brat and shove little Jakey onto the floor from the arm of the couch. Jake grabbed onto the only thing available to keep from falling, both sides of Jasmine face. Minka has left numerous scratches on Jasmine. (most of which are Jasmine's fault) The kid looks like she was attacked by a mountain lion. This little orange cat is turning my house upside down.
Jasmine has been a major brat the last week or so. Just intentionally doing things she KNOWS she'll get into trouble for. Pouring her juice onto the table so her toys can play in the puddles has been a big one. Throwing her toys just to throw them. Nothing seems to be getting through to her. I decided today that I'd just work on spending some time doing things with her today, thinking maybe she just wanted the attention. But here we are and she's still being awful. It's left me stressed out during the day, which has my husband looking at me like I'm the bitch from hell. Even after I told him every night this week I went to be wanting to cry. It makes you feel like a crappy parent when your kid keeps misbehaving and nothing you do seems to make a difference. So when the dog came in muddy as hell, and I asked him to take her outside (HIS dog), I didn't want a shitty response. Sometimes, I expect him to do a little more than usual because I know what I'll have to deal with after he goes to bed and would like to relax while I can.
Last night I went in the kittens room to check on them one last time. (they haven't been allowed out in the house because Jake would maul one of them) I noticed a small puddle next to the litter box. My kittens don't have an enclosed box, just a standard cheapo one. Someone missed the box and thank god they did. The urine was full of blood. I contacted the rescue to get a vet appointment but we still have to find out which kitten is doing it. Not an easy task if you ask me. When a cat pees on cat litter, you can't tell what color it is. I might try getting some litter crystals and using that to find out who is having the problem. That's what we always used at the vet's office to collect urine samples from cats. (the crystals don't absorb anything) Ugh, I'm going to take a hot shower and hope to burn away some of this stress.
Yeah, that's me
I was that cat at one point and time. Seriously. It was my first ever out paitent procedure. (upper gi tube) They gave me very happy drugs. At one point while in recovery, I briefly woke up only to say 'Mommy look at all the pretty colors' Then fell right back to sleep. Yeah, I'm on of those.
