Monday, June 4, 2012

Just another Manic Monday

I was listening to that song earlier today and realized how appropriate it is for today. My home health aide was here for the first time since the beginning of May and it was a manic day trying to get things done that needed to be done. One of them was laundry. And of course one washer and one dryer weren't working and no one had called the company that services them to let them know. I seem to be the only person in this building that does call to get the machines fixed. Of course it's only after I lose money in the machines so I have to call to get that back. It's not like the company isn't there all the time. They have a 24 hour hot line to report machines that are broken. But no one takes the time to call. The least they could do is put an OUT OF ORDER sign on the machine so people don't lose money in them. I always do that so some poor sap after me doesn't lose money in the machine. Have a little consideration for others here folks.

It's a rainy day here now. It started out just gray but now it's raining big time. Of course it has to rain today when I need to walk my rent check up to pay my rent for this month. I was going to have my HHA do it for me but I forgot to have her do it. I may wait to see if the rain stops tomorrow and do it then when I go out for my doctors appointment. I don't want to go to that but I have to. It's my surgeon that I'm going to see. I don't heal well and I'm still not healed up from my surgery back in February. I'm hoping that it heals up soon but I'm not holding my breath.

Every time I think I've gotten past Dad's death it hits me all over again. I start crying like a little baby. It's happened to me twice today. I see something or hear something and it brings on the water works. Guess it's good for me but I don't want to be crying all the time. I know it will take time to get over this. I just miss him so badly. I keep picking up the phone to call him. I don't know if my brother is still using it or not so I guess I should find out about that as well.

I brushed my big cat Dumkupf today and got enough hair off him to make another cat. Now you have to understand that he weights in around 30 lbs so he's a REAL BIG boy. He hates everything and sometimes only tolerates me. We call him my Bi-Polar kitty. His moods change faster than mine. Right now he's sacked out against the back door but in a little while he'll be back on my bed trying to get on the sheets. That's his favorite thing to sleep on. My bed has Egyptian Cotton sheets on it and they are sooooooo soft. I love them and so does Dumkupf. He'd sleep on them all day if he could. If I put his food in the bedroom he'd never have to get up off them. He likes to sleep sitting up as well. He sits against the door or the pillow on the bed just like a human sits on a chair. It's so funny to see him sit like that. I think he does that so he can breath easier. He's so fat I worry about him getting diabetes having heart problems. I'm going to put him on a diet as soon as the food I have now is gone. I have less than half a bag left. I need to get another food dish to feed him in so I can portion control his food. Sometimes it's not just a matter of cutting back the amount I feed him, it's what I feed him as well. I got Iams this time and it's the weight smart so I hope it helps.

Middy is the other cat I have. She is a little thing. One third the size of Dumkupf. If she weights 7 lbs that's a good day. Funny how that works out. I had wanted a big cat and a little cat and that's what I got. I didn't think I actually have 2 cats when I got Dumkupf but my neighbor had Middy and didn't want her any more because she cried a lot. I looked at her and fell in love and took her on the spot. I found the reason she was crying was she was lonely. Once she met Dumkupf she stopped crying all the time. In fact now you barely hear her cry now. It's more of a squeak when she cries. So I call her Squeak most of the time now. She hides when most people are in the apartment and today is no different. I haven't seen her since I got up this morning and may not see her till tonight. She is my scardy-kitty. She's afraid of her own shadow. But I love her a lot. I love both of my kitties a lot. They are like my second round of children. I have more pictures of them than I have of my real kids. Go figure.

Well I have to go figure out if I can unpack my last suitcase and find room for what I brought back with me. I also have to put the laundry away. I'm not real good about getting cloths put away right after laundry is done and I need to work on that. So I'm off to do something even if it's wrong.

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