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Puke and Pee, Whee!
Oct. 5th, 2023 08:03 pmIt's been a virtual vomitfest at my house lately, and I think I have discovered why. I noticed in the food I feed the cats some white bits. I can't tell if they are plastic or bone, but either way I can't keep on with this food if they are going to allow foreign bits in it. :(
Pickle and Roy have both been hitting their pee spot at the back door very hard of late. I have a disposable pee pad, a washable pee pad AND a rubber rug there and it still manages to hit the floor and sit there till I notice it. Le sigh. I took them both to the vet this afternoon for antibiotics in case of UTI. Discovered flea dirt on Pickle. Double le sigh. Guess I'll be washing and flea bombing all weekend. Fun!
While at the vet my right eye started burning and watering like crazy. It hasn't stopped, four hours later. I don't know what I got in it or got near enough to spark such a reaction, but I'd like for it to be done now. It's not quite as bad as when I discovered I'm allergic to make up with purple in it, but it's not comfortable.
Am sitting here with a fan on. It's October, this is nonsense. I want to wear autumn clothes.
I need a side hustle that will enable me to save up $570K by December so I can retire. Any suggestions? The reason? Last week I was email spammed by a former client who is now fully off her meds and far more mentally ill than I realized. This week a different current client warned me she was exposing me to the local newspaper for all of the ways I have failed to serve her. She chronically accuses anyone and everyone of wrongdoing, racism, ageism, ableism, etc - I tried to offer her help on something and somehow it turned out that I was conspiring to rob her of an iPad another agency had given her to aid in communicating as a visually impaired person...and then she wonders why she can't get anyone to help her. Literally burns every bridge. I am over it. I am tired. I have been working in some form since I was a pre-teen. Wah, poor me.
Pickle and Roy have both been hitting their pee spot at the back door very hard of late. I have a disposable pee pad, a washable pee pad AND a rubber rug there and it still manages to hit the floor and sit there till I notice it. Le sigh. I took them both to the vet this afternoon for antibiotics in case of UTI. Discovered flea dirt on Pickle. Double le sigh. Guess I'll be washing and flea bombing all weekend. Fun!
While at the vet my right eye started burning and watering like crazy. It hasn't stopped, four hours later. I don't know what I got in it or got near enough to spark such a reaction, but I'd like for it to be done now. It's not quite as bad as when I discovered I'm allergic to make up with purple in it, but it's not comfortable.
Am sitting here with a fan on. It's October, this is nonsense. I want to wear autumn clothes.
I need a side hustle that will enable me to save up $570K by December so I can retire. Any suggestions? The reason? Last week I was email spammed by a former client who is now fully off her meds and far more mentally ill than I realized. This week a different current client warned me she was exposing me to the local newspaper for all of the ways I have failed to serve her. She chronically accuses anyone and everyone of wrongdoing, racism, ageism, ableism, etc - I tried to offer her help on something and somehow it turned out that I was conspiring to rob her of an iPad another agency had given her to aid in communicating as a visually impaired person...and then she wonders why she can't get anyone to help her. Literally burns every bridge. I am over it. I am tired. I have been working in some form since I was a pre-teen. Wah, poor me.
