Okay, I know my life is not a complicated as some, but I have to vent before I literally start screaming the house down.
I've been so busy at work I've been loosing my mind. Just when I seem to start getting caught up, some new crisis erupts. So the to do pile just gets bigger and the done pile is non existent.
Then over the 4th, QI Katie Mae somehow got her leg broken. (We were out of town, housesitter last saw her Tues. a.m.) We did not find her hiding under the bed until about 7 p.m. Wed. night. So much of that Wed. night was spent at the emergency vet's. Thurs. had to take the afternoon off to go see the orthopedic vet and go to my own therapy appointment. Friday the cat had surgery. (But that was my regular day off, so it worked out okay.)
Last week at work was another week of crisis, but by Friday it had begun to look like I was making progress.
Saturday, cat went back to vet, who took the cast off Katie Mae, but told us to keep her restricted to the house and to try and keep her from jumping.
Last night, about 6 p.m. Katie decided to try walking around. Which was fine, she needs to learn to use the leg again. But, I swear I was in the bathroom for less than 5 minutes and she disappeared. Bedroom window was open and also, we saw the door to the hallway and basement open a crack. We spent hours looking behind and under every piece of furniture and box etc. both in the apartment and in the basement. No cat anywhere! So as I got increasingly hysterical (I'll admit it), the only conclusion to be drawn was that she managed to jump up on the sill and get out the window.
Finally, about 10:30 I went back to the basement to get a T.V. dinner out of the freezer to heat up. There at the bottom of the steps was Katie. Thank god for that!
But at the same time, a friend of Dave's called and told him she and her 2 teenage daughters were coming through town. So (and mind you this is
10:30/11 at night) he invites them over and tells me they'll most likely be staying the night. Fine, I guess, since I'm going to bed anyway.They come and they stay all night all right. but not a one of them, including Dave, sleeps. Nope they stay up all night and they aren't that quiet either. so I get almost no sleep myself.
Hall myself out of bed at seven to get ready for work, and I am not in a good mood. Right before I'm supposed to be leaving, first Mom and the girls storm in an lock themselves up in the guest room. than in comes Dave saying he lent my hairbrush to one of the girls She looks at it and says its gross because its got somebody else's hair in it (what does she expect, its my hairbrush) and tosses it at him. He tosses it back to her telling her not to be a pill. She then accuses him of assaulting her with the hair brush.
So now he doesn't want to be alone with them, but he's tired and wants to go to bed. So the upshot is I will be calling in to work so I can stay here with him until these people leave this afternoon. And I'm going to get yet more behind at work. So I'll have to be going in early for the rest of who knows how long, which means I loose my quilting and ng time, the only things keeping me sane.
And somebody also needs to watch Katie because she's definitely trying to get out again, and I can't trust the "guests" to keep the back door closed.
About the only good thing out of all this right now is the chance that I might get some sleep sometime today!
Maureen