Hey, Miss J!

At some point today, I had to slow down… like way down and deal with some responsibilities I have… as an adult.

Some days, I hate being grown up. Then… on others, I’m appreciative.

Some days, I swing so forcefully between both extremes…

Once again, I found myself re-reading C&R II and III. Starting to wonder if I can write a part IV. IDK.

Could base it on the second movie. Considering… heh, it wouldn’t be so farfetched. The end of III leaves it open for potential sequels.

The bulk of today though… for a solid 6 hours, I regretted being an adult. Then, I got stuck in a phone call that I did not want to be in.

In three days, I’ve had three phone calls with three people that I probably shouldn’t have bothered talking to.

I’m still doing my best to keep the distance with my family. I called my dad back today… which I did not want to do, to see what was up. As usual, he told me today he’d call me back. It’s nearly the next day. Think I’m gonna call him up?

Nope. He’ll reach out again if he wants to hear from me.

I might not pick up. Depends on my mood, tbf.

Also, I had to deal with a phone call from my aunt.

What a fresh nightmare tonight was. I’m not exactly upset that I spoke with them, but I’m frustrated that I bothered picking up at all.

Could have been doing other things… like flossing between my teath or cleaning under my nails.

And I am very serious.

I didn’t speak to them for long, but I already feel like I need a vacation from it.

I need to focus so hard not to react off things they say. It’s difficult for me to fight the urge to point out something or be catty.

The third person that I spoke with a few days ago… was on the phone with me for five hours.

I probably will not pick up the next time I get a call. That was… way too much.

Even thinking about the last few days, from Thursday to today, I wish I could take a nap and forget everything that happened.

Sometimes, I wonder if it’s wise to let myself be constantly caught in the ‘rapids’ other people are navigating.

I want to help, but I don’t want to get pulled under too.

I hope all of this makes sense in the morning. Right now, I might be headbanging to some vintage Taylor Dayne again. I can headbang to just about any music.

Things on the cat front are looking better. The old cat still hates the kitten, but she’s starting to tentatively let the baby get close to her.

And the kitten thankfully hasn’t had anymore seizures. I’m still smarting from the vet bit from the emergency services for her and fortunately found a vet outside this city to get some of her medical care. Stuff is way too expensive here.

I don’t think that emergency vet clinic realizes that in the area they’re sitting in… they already have people who are dealing with low income.

If I didn’t have a credit card, I probably would have had the kitten put down if it was severe enough. Or abandoned her there. A $2,000+ vet bill would scare most people away.

It’s not even a case of “if you can’t afford the medical care, don’t get the pet.” People are ready for regular vet expenses. Like shots, grooming, spay or neuter services. Stuff like that. Emergency veterinary services though? Not so much…

Even if I had pet insurance for her, I still would have had to pay up front and then hope that I was reimbursed.

The “Urgent Care” veterinary location I found today is an hour away. But they charge just $99 for a preliminary exam. I’m gonna start sliding money aside for additional vet services.

Why don’t I rehome her already since I’ve been teetering back and forth due to how expensive and destructive she’s been? When I’m in a bad mood and sit down… she’ll walk over to me and meow in that adorably high-pitched voice she has, then yawn, and I end up seeing that teeny tiny tongue.

You see where this is going already, right?

The kitten is six months old (or will be by the time of her surgery), but she’s grown on me a lot.

Sort of like mold.

But cute mold. That apparently tries to sample my flesh.

She also likes jumping in my lap, no matter where I am. Her current favorite is to jump right in my lap… while I’m on the toilet.

She also tries to jump on the older cat. But oldcat does not appreciate the attention from youngcat.

At all.

Hmm…

And now in consideration of my now weepy wallet (because bills oh my), I’m gonna place an order for some ginger snaps, more of that delicious Lactaid eggnog and get to cleaning.

I’ll probably be up till 4AM.

Ugh… but it needs done.

~J. Lyst

Here’s hoping it all works out. I need to coordinate shredding, vacuuming, dusting, laundry and dish washing… just about at the same time.

Oh, I’ve also been peeing like a racehorse… all day. Blech.