back home again in Indiana
Well the move went well. If you can say that. I barely had enough room in the moving truck but it all worked. The kitties were a little stressed but they made it. They haven't left the bedroom since we got here because mom's kitty Tooie (original shitten) seems to be the self-appointed armed and dangerous guard. She's really pissed that they are here and won't let them out. Willow made it to the kitchen and then Tooie came up from the basement and layed the smackdown on her. Poor things. All I hear is cat fighting and hissing.
Saying goodbye was rough. John called when he got back to Chicago and I could hardly understand him because he was crying so hard. He pretty much lost it and kept saying how stupid he was. Well, there's no going back now. I think in time he and I will be okay. We'll just probably start our own lives but for now we are still tied together.
Woke up this morning with a scratchy throat. Don't know if it's a cold or allergies. Been awhile since I've been in the cornfields. Hope it's not a cold. I have alot to do in the next 2 weeks.
Doing well with the food issue. The parents are freaked about how little I eat for a meal. Dad tried to add another piece of fish to my plate and more asparagus and I was like, "uh, no this is plenty". Mom handed me a full-size dinner plate last night and I politely informed her that a saucer would be just fine.
That's it for me. Feeling kind of low right now and bored.
Saying goodbye was rough. John called when he got back to Chicago and I could hardly understand him because he was crying so hard. He pretty much lost it and kept saying how stupid he was. Well, there's no going back now. I think in time he and I will be okay. We'll just probably start our own lives but for now we are still tied together.
Woke up this morning with a scratchy throat. Don't know if it's a cold or allergies. Been awhile since I've been in the cornfields. Hope it's not a cold. I have alot to do in the next 2 weeks.
Doing well with the food issue. The parents are freaked about how little I eat for a meal. Dad tried to add another piece of fish to my plate and more asparagus and I was like, "uh, no this is plenty". Mom handed me a full-size dinner plate last night and I politely informed her that a saucer would be just fine.
That's it for me. Feeling kind of low right now and bored.