On the Other Hand... in Everyday Ramblings

It must be a complete accident that Carlo is standing on my MacBook looking at me with concern.

I took this a few minutes before I was able to clock out from work this afternoon. He does something like this every afternoon. He is distinctly worried that I will forget to feed him. Something in over a year now I have not done. He starts following me around and involves himself in anything and everything I am doing until I feed him. The only thing that works to distract him is if I sit quietly or play with him.

Or leave.
Going to the grocery right after work is an effective sanity saving strategy.

Have I mentioned it is raining? We had more snow in the mountains in the last week than we had all of last year. Luckily we have had enough breaks that we aren’t having too much additional flooding right this minute. Though yesterday when I was walking over the pedestrian bridge that goes over all the freeways and connects to the tram tower there was an older man standing at the elevator asking if I knew was there something wrong with it.

I told him I’d go down the 200 + stairs and check but he followed me down; very slowly, poor guy.

There were two burly guys who had the door to the elevator open and the floor raised about waist high and they were emptying buckets of water out from the bottom of the shaft.

Hello and welcome to Climate Change.

I have one more Christmas chore and then I can relax and enjoy. We are having the annual Employee Appreciation party (It is not politically correct to call it a Christmas party even though we get Christmas off) tomorrow afternoon off site. I am not going. Saint Joe is going to go for both of us. He is off all next week and we are crazy busy, I mean crazy busy and I don’t want to get behind.

And for reasons that any of you who have been reading here for a time will understand I just plain don’t want to go.

Even though our management has changed and I am sure it will actually be a pretty sort of kind of good time.

We are having a potluck in the office next week and I will do that for us.

Nimrod is going to be gone next week too. He didn’t seem upset I wasn’t going to the party. Keeping Nimrod not upset is a very good plan. He keeps coming to my yoga class, which is weird and really when you think about it… wonderful. He is getting more comfortable with me and he benefits physically from the class a great deal. He told me today that Monday night is the one night a week he doesn’t have trouble sleeping.

Speaking of sleeping, Carlo wore himself out pestering me for food and is now out on the heated cat bed sleeping. Diego is up on the polar tech blanket on the bookcase where he can keep an eye on both of us.

I have been missing Mr. Finch this week, and of course my sister, our first Christmas without her.

Miss E. was the only student at her whole school this year to be accepted into their foreign exchange program. She will be going to Nice is France in March for a month and staying with a host family and going to a large local high school. She is an extraordinary fifteen year-old. What a marvelous experience to have and clearly those summer weeks at French immersion camp didn’t hurt.

So anyway, she is distracted and fully engaged in her own life these days and I think it eases the burden of the transition for her and her mother sustaining the loss and then having to move so suddenly into a much smaller place.

Everyday I am astonished at how adaptable we are. Us humans.

Cats, cats on the other hand…

Last updated December 16, 2015