Fidget gets rehired, and more cats...
I feel overall that my life continues to be a whirlwind of different things happening. And yes, I know this is Life and blah blah, it goes on. But good grief. I either need to make a more-dedicated commitment to writing back in this space, or like, I don't know? Fade into the ether?
Between the two entries I had posted, there was a season. And that summer season was rift with trying to title cars, which still is my favorite ridiculous story to come from my father's death. But right now, as I sit in this dark living room with the rain outside, I thought I should post an update about the exciting things that may be happening. Indeed, it feels like as soon as I handle one thing, two more things pop up. It's a perpetual whack-a-mole. I do have hope that overall, my mother has settled down. It seems like we have non-related things to handle at this point, which if left undone, nothing will be catastrophic. I know there's some taxes somewhere, but otherwise, it's more like getting her acquainted with the local senior center and trying to make her more healthy and outgoing. She is such a social person and has really retreated more since my father's death. However, fall is her season, so despite the rain and impending snow (probably) in a few months, we'll work on getting her around people and being more involved. I like that it's more "social" to-do than a "legal" to-do.
I am so tired of "legal" to-dos.
Some major things are happening, for which I am both thankful and excited. After a weird period of not-knowing then finally laying off for almost four months (without solid pay for almost three months before that), Fidget was finally re-hired back to his job! We'd been struggling, trying to navigate both finances and his feelings during that time. I'm a person of hustle, so was trying to find other ways for Fidget to make money. I still am working at the Volcano Harbor as well as my private practice, and I recently launched a pet loss support group at our vet. Fidget spent most of the summer pretty sad, but maintained resident Cat Dad duties and hung out with Sadie and Socks. I knew something would happen, but didn't think he would get rehired, so huzzah! And now, we will start trying to reconfigure finances again to land us back solidly in the black.
Another thing that is happening is that Fidget's sister decided to take a job in Hawaii (?) and also will be leaving behind her 13yo orange tabby, Cheddar. There are many feelings associated with this: as a reminder, when my mother tried to die in 2015, I packed up Sadie and LEFT MY PARTNER for two months. So! We've decided to foster Cheddar for a period of 2-4 weeks to see how he adapts to the house as well as Socks and Sadie. That way, if it doesn't work out, she'll have some time to find another home for him. Which does break my heart, but we have finally got out of having poop on our floors (!) for about three months now, so I want to keep the momentum going. I do think what's going to happen is Sadie will be a bully and Socks will not care since he is an old man. As Cheddar is also an old man, I imagine the two of them will become like the old men hecklers from the Muppets.
I'm hopeful this fall will bring more awesome things. I'm currently running my program by myself as my coworker was promoted, BUT I know I'll have a new co-clinician on Veteran's Day. It's fine to be doing this by myself; I just need to remain open to support.
Seriously, I'm way too excited about Cheddarcat potentially coming to live with us. And now I will have adopted my nephew? When I got Sadie from Mary K and Socks is my brother?
It would appear my family has cat problems overall.
And three cats isn't too many...
... I shouldn't need an intervention yet.
Between the two entries I had posted, there was a season. And that summer season was rift with trying to title cars, which still is my favorite ridiculous story to come from my father's death. But right now, as I sit in this dark living room with the rain outside, I thought I should post an update about the exciting things that may be happening. Indeed, it feels like as soon as I handle one thing, two more things pop up. It's a perpetual whack-a-mole. I do have hope that overall, my mother has settled down. It seems like we have non-related things to handle at this point, which if left undone, nothing will be catastrophic. I know there's some taxes somewhere, but otherwise, it's more like getting her acquainted with the local senior center and trying to make her more healthy and outgoing. She is such a social person and has really retreated more since my father's death. However, fall is her season, so despite the rain and impending snow (probably) in a few months, we'll work on getting her around people and being more involved. I like that it's more "social" to-do than a "legal" to-do.
I am so tired of "legal" to-dos.
Some major things are happening, for which I am both thankful and excited. After a weird period of not-knowing then finally laying off for almost four months (without solid pay for almost three months before that), Fidget was finally re-hired back to his job! We'd been struggling, trying to navigate both finances and his feelings during that time. I'm a person of hustle, so was trying to find other ways for Fidget to make money. I still am working at the Volcano Harbor as well as my private practice, and I recently launched a pet loss support group at our vet. Fidget spent most of the summer pretty sad, but maintained resident Cat Dad duties and hung out with Sadie and Socks. I knew something would happen, but didn't think he would get rehired, so huzzah! And now, we will start trying to reconfigure finances again to land us back solidly in the black.
Another thing that is happening is that Fidget's sister decided to take a job in Hawaii (?) and also will be leaving behind her 13yo orange tabby, Cheddar. There are many feelings associated with this: as a reminder, when my mother tried to die in 2015, I packed up Sadie and LEFT MY PARTNER for two months. So! We've decided to foster Cheddar for a period of 2-4 weeks to see how he adapts to the house as well as Socks and Sadie. That way, if it doesn't work out, she'll have some time to find another home for him. Which does break my heart, but we have finally got out of having poop on our floors (!) for about three months now, so I want to keep the momentum going. I do think what's going to happen is Sadie will be a bully and Socks will not care since he is an old man. As Cheddar is also an old man, I imagine the two of them will become like the old men hecklers from the Muppets.
I'm hopeful this fall will bring more awesome things. I'm currently running my program by myself as my coworker was promoted, BUT I know I'll have a new co-clinician on Veteran's Day. It's fine to be doing this by myself; I just need to remain open to support.
Seriously, I'm way too excited about Cheddarcat potentially coming to live with us. And now I will have adopted my nephew? When I got Sadie from Mary K and Socks is my brother?
It would appear my family has cat problems overall.
And three cats isn't too many...
... I shouldn't need an intervention yet.