My new kitty is working out really well. He’s super friendly and loving. He is definitely a cuddler and has a loud purr and lots of personality too which is great.

He’s become my buddy in these few short days and he has even learned his name already! He’s had his vet check-up and he’s a nice healthy guy.

On another kitty-related note, I was vacuuming my carpet Saturday and discovered that the cat I got rid of has obviously peed much more than I knew because I found a spot that SMELLS really bad and needs to be shampooed. I would have done that already but I can’t get to the shampooer and hubby’s back is out so he cant’ get it for me. Needless to say–after finding this I wasn’t missing the old kitty nearly as much.

I fear I am going to find more and more spots he had peed though my house doesn’t smell so I sure hope not. If I find more then I will hire someone to come in and shampoo EVERYTHING!

So as of Wednesday I said I asked for the peeing kitty back. Well I changed my mind at least 3000 times that day and had a really awful day as a whole.

I was having a really bad anxiety problem Wednesday presumably brought on by my kitty misery.

In the end, I did not take the peeing kitty back in part because they couldn’t catch him out on the farm he went to and in part because I realized I shouldn’t deal with a peeing kitty no matter what.

That brought on my anxiety issue with feeling like a horrible parent that would just abandon their child at the first sign of trouble and it seemed and seems yet so wrong to me.

I realized that I have some very deep rooted abandonment issues because of my childhood situation but we won’t go there.

Probably the most illogical thing I did Wednesday other than asking for the peeing kitty back was going to the humane society and adopting a new cat to try to aleviate my sadness over missing the other one

The new cat is very nice and thus far hasn’t peed on me or my furniture which is a major bonus.

We’ll see if it will end up being a mistake too though I’m not expecting it to be.

I am so miserable at having given up my cat. I spent half the night last night crying because I miss him so much and I feel so bad that I gave him up.

I called this morning to see if I can have him back. I am willing to deal with the peeing and cleaning up after him just to get him back because I really miss him.

Damn!

Back in February, we took in memememes cat. He’s a nice kitty and she was never home with him.

Well, we started having problems with him peeing in the house and I had decided a few weeks ago that he was going to have to go. I wasn’t going to put up with him peeing in the house. As it turned out, I could bear to give him up because he’s so nice and loving and had really turned out to be my buddy.

Well, about a week ago I caught him peeing on my recliner. I again decided he had to go but then couldn’t go through with it.

Today he AGAIN peed on my recliner (thank god for Resolve) and that was IT I just couldn’t take it any more and I just cannot have him peeing in my house no matter how much I liked him so I took him to the lady I’d talked to before who said he could come live on her farm.

I didn’t want to give him up, I really didn’t but I spent 17 years with a cat that peed in my house from time to time and I just decided I wasn’t going to do that again.

He’s gone to his new home now and I miss him. I just need to keep reminding myself why I had to give him up.

That “friend” who I have so so soooooooooooo much to bitch about is a fucking ungrateful bitch (not that I didn’t know this already).

I’ll start by saying she has an issue with any money I spend. She always complains when I buy anything and I know that what it really comes down to is jealousy though her married boyfriend has supported her totally for 3 months because she quit her job out of the blue but never mind all that.

During the summer, I bought a new upright washing machine. I bought the washer because mine died. I didn’t buy a washer just because I wanted one, I needed it. At the time that I got the washer, my husband and I discussed getting the matching dryer but decided against it because our dryer still works fine though the matching dryer would be NICE it wasn’t a necessity. I have had no issue with using the new washer and old dryer. Granted the dryer isn’t the most energy efficient thing in the world and it makes noise when it dries but it does the job.

I suppose you’re wondering what this all has to do with THAT friend. Well…….at the same time I got the new washer, her dryer died and she has since been hanging clothes outside on the line. Here it is the middle of November and still she has no dryer. A relative of hers was going to give her one but that fell through and her married boyfriend hasn’t’ come up with one as of yet. I have been feeling sorry for her that she has no dryer and this put the idea in my head that if I were to get myself the new matching dryer, she could have my old one and it would help her out a lot because I know she has no money to buy herself one. Keep in mind, I don’t NEED a dryer–I would like a matching one but it’s not needed.

Today while looking through all the sale fliers in the Sunday paper, I came upon and ad for a new upright dryer for an excellent price that was just too good to pass up. It’s not the same brand as my washer but that doesn’t bother me, it’s a great deal so I decided to buy it.

Thinking of her need for a dryer, I was excited and call her up saying HEY–you’re getting a dryer and told her I was getting a new one. Do you think she was grateful for this? Oh no–she’d rather bitch that all I do is spend money and she knew as soon as I brought up about a new dryer I’d run right out and get one.

I said no actually I’m fine with the dryer I have but since you need one and since this sale I found is so good, I am going to get it and this will also help you out. She just laughed at me and said yeah yeah you just like to spend money. There is oh so much I could have said to that, especially a nice scathing comment like at least it’s MY money I’m spending and not my married boyfriend’s money but I didn’t.

The way I feel right now I’d just as soon take my old dryer to the fucking dump as give it to her. In fact, I think I am going to get the new dryer and tell her that hubby nixed me getting it and give the old one to someone else in need.

She did ask at one point how much I wanted for my dryer and I told her she could just have it and even that didn’t satisfy her–she had to make a comment about me having so much money I can just give things away.

For the record, I don’t have a lot of money BUT I do SAVE money so that I can buy something like this if I want. Unlike her, I have a job which is the same job I’ve had for 10 years and my husband works very hard at his job as well. In addition to that, we have 2 other part time jobs we do together and all the money we make from those jobs goes into savings for heat, taxes, insurance, and whatever else we may decide to get.

I’m so fucking pissed off right now I would like to drive to her house and smack her in the fucking head!

So I get this rash and finally break down and go to the doctor because it’s obviously quite infected and needs to be looked at. I hate going to the doctor really bad but this time I didn’t procrastinate like I usually do.

I found out that I have SHINGLES which to me is an old people thing. I have to take giant horse pills for the infection and ice the area twice a day and keep an eye on it of course.

The doctor was very short with me and may as well have shoved me out the door, I had more questions I didn’t get to ask.

Did I mention I hate going to the doctor and I also hate having an old people disease too.

It will go away in time but it’s miserable all the same. It’s painful and it itches!