Maybe it's just the dark gloomy day today, but I'm finding myself completely exhausted and it's only 3 pm! I've been doing a lot of driving lately and that can certainly add to the tired-factor. I was back to the shelter, back to the vets, to a foster home, at the grocery store - all this by noon. I was grateful that the timing worked out so that I didn't have to be at the vets twice today! (Which I had planned to do)
Funny, how I do a good job with reaching out and asking for help for the cats, but when I ask for help for myself, I always feel a good dose of guilt. Maybe it's just part of my "mother training."
I went back to the shelter today with the task of rescuing an already neutered male ORANGE cat that gets along with other cats. (Emphasis on "Orange".) I tested out two different cute orange guys, but sadly they were pretty upset when given a chance to meet another cat. I hate it when they sabatoge their own rescue. Maybe I didn't give them enough time, but I didn't have a Plan B in the event they didn't work out in their foster home. So I rescued "Gwen":
I don't want to jinx it, but I've had an inquiry on Newton! Is it possible he'll get out of the shelter? I'm going to talk with her tonight and am very excited about the possibilities. Stay tuned...
Last night, David jokingly announced that if I don't do a load of laundry tonight he'll be forced to wear MY underwear. (I'd like to see him try.) It's only Tuesday...how could I really be THAT busy? I went to the hamper today and counted and realized that I hadn't washed David's stuff in TWO weeks? Poor guy. He never complains.
I wonder what else I've been neglecting? (Note to self: Turn off computer at 8 pm tonight)