So do you think an hour and forty minutes is enough time to get home from work, pack up the cat, and get to the vet’s in time, or should I plan on extra cajolingwithtreats time for getting Edgar into the carrier? I’m taking him in for a checkup and the vet wanted to do it as soon as possible (I usually like to go on Saturdays). His eatingeverythinginsightandgoingthroughabowlofwateraday stage has lasted longer than I’m comfortable with, so I gave them a call. I thought it might just be because of the seasons, but it started before we got really cold overnight and it’s been going on for a few weeks at least now.
Then Thursday is my turn. It was supposed to be an appointment for a physical, but I’m having other problems that are getting worse/going on for too long, so we’ll see what happens.
And then – I took Friday off so I’ll have a nice extra-long weekend (Monday is Canadian Thanksgiving). Mmmmm, turkey and dressing… Oh, and studying.
Other than that, just stressed about work and money. Work for various reasons, money because I have many expenditures over the next few months and I don’t know where the money is going to come from. It’s going to be a lean Christmas this year.
Oh just shoot me now. I thought Dancing with the Stars was over at 930 but there’s freaking Michael Bolton singing butchering “Hallelujah”. I guess I should have avoided the TV just a little bit longer tonight.
Still getting used to WP. Well, that makes it sound like I’ve been trying to get used to it, which I haven’t been doing. I’m doing okay with getting people’s feeds, though, except for the private ones that don’t show up. Even with my own note to myself, I keep forgetting to go directly to those pages to read. Sorry.
So endeth my disjointed catch-up.