Creature from the Red Lagoon

What a friggin' forntight. Really.

Remember the adorable feline I took in, who had bilateral conjunctivitis and a distended belly?

Well, HE is doing just fine. He weighs 2+ pounds after 3 weeks (up from 1 pound 2 ounces) and is basically a furry little killer, in training. His maladies have cleared and it seems like his health will actually be good enough on his 3rd visit to the veterinarian to receive some immunizations. Finally.

I, on the other hand- My arms are ripped to shreds, being chewed on by the cat-in-training. Also, guess who has conjunctivitis now? I have conjunctivitis now! One of my eyes was even stuck shut one morning- just like the cat when we found him/he found us. Could this get any more ridiculous?

Answer: YES!

To make life even more fun, I suddenly have no access to any of my finances (thanks to MOVING and missing the necessary mailings to know some old unresolved debt of mine had gone to court). Fun fun fun. Could this get any more ridiculous?

Answer: YES!

My eldest gamete is completely- a)incorrigible, b)brainless, or c)both a + b. After an entire school year of antics including truancy (gasp!) and runaway status, I had to sign her up for Summer School (mortification). Week one, day 1- she is there. Week one, day two- she is there. Week one day three- I get a call from the school saying she is absent. How many absences before you're kicked out of summer school? TWO.

Could this get any more ridiculous?

DON'T ASK.
The answer is always, always, always: yes.
If it isn't, you're dead.


I usually don't vent about the details of my life so much, but as I have been absent for some time when I was intending to post regularly, I figure an explanation is due.

And, as the details of my life really don't allow for much socializing, what with the swollen, weeping eyeball, and the incorrigible teen, and the lack of any way to get money for drinks or gasoline for to feed my joyful mover (car), I've been a little bit disgruntled.

Good news: I hadn't deposited my most recent paycheck when my account trouble began, so I could pay my rent, and my bills, on time; unsweetened, frozen coffee drinks are in my daily life at no additional cost to me; I have acquired a washer and dryer that function even though the hot water hookup is the only one that works; there is endless free entertainment just a block from my home, a library, a museum, and if I get desperate enough, the train station.


I can count many small victories, and just keep trekking. Because of the good news, despite the fact that my eye is red along with my checking balance, life is good.


Onward.


P.S.
Some anomalous entries may follow as I test the phone-updating option with this blog.