Maybe I should've gone to the shelter today, but something held me back. I have some available foster space, but still I didn't go. We have 2 more weeks left at Petsmart before we're out for a month and I need to be sure we have placement for the kittens who remain there. It's always a juggling act, isn't it?
Instead of going to the shelter, I found myself at Staples because The Shermin-ator chewed up the wires on my telephone headset. I'm on the phone so much that I needed a head set in order to keep my neck from getting so sore.
Instead of going to the shelter, I went to the grocery store to buy some fresh fruit and veggies. I joined Weight Watchers and I'm trying really hard to do whatever they tell me to do. My biggest fear of becoming one of *those* cat ladies who has no self esteem or pride in their appearance was coming a little too close to fruition.
Instead of going to the shelter, I put in a load of laundry and am cleaning out my bedroom closet. I've got "the cat phone" with me and am answering adoption calls while my head is buried in the closet among the dust bunnies and curious cats who are crawling in there with me.
Instead of going to the shelter, I took my dog Maggie out for a walk on this gorgeous morning. She seemed a bit puzzled about why she was being taken out in the middle of the day instead of after dinner. But she didn't argue and I was proud when she pee'd in the yard of the Squirrel-Killing-Animal-Hating-Neighbours. They sold the house but haven't moved yet. Maybe just a little pee burn mark....
Instead of going to the shelter, I took off my sandals and have been walking barefoot through the house - enjoying the feeling of the 100+ year old hardwood under my feet. I emptied the dishwasher and reloaded it again - all before noon!
Instead of going to the shelter, I *WILL* find where the source of the pee smell is in the basement. I can smell it - it's somewhere - but where? I'll crawl on my hands and knees sniffing the corners. The glamour!
Instead of going to the shelter, I took care of myself for a change. I feel guilty as hell, but if I don't have days like this from time to time, I'll burn out. Certainly nothing that I've listed sounds like much fun - no massages, manicures, or clothes shopping. Just enjoying a day with *me* and my life.