Fungus gnats are the worst. I want to burn my whole house down and start over. Is that an option? I’ve treated evvvery plant I own. I don’t want to admit how many that is.
The funny part about the kittens I adopted what the rescue named the male: Leopold. Who the hell even thinks of such a name these days? Me. Me, that’s who. I do. That’s a name I would have chosen, lol. I didn’t know his name when I told the rescue I wanted him. When she handed me the paperwork, I laughed so hard. Welp, that was meant to be. I would have named him Mr. Humphries, so Leopold tracks. Don’t look at me like that. At least I didn’t name him Wilberforce.
Mr. Leopold Humphries is at the vet with my better half because the whole adoption process was sketchy as hell, and they are smaller than I think they should be. I wanted them checked out as soon as possible. Plus, Leopold’s eye looks irritated. Do you hear that sound? It’s real loud. It’s the sound of me hemorrhaging money. I don’t even want to talk about the HUGE kitten cage I am waiting on and how much that cost. Totally not sorry. These kittens are wayyyyyy younger than the rescue told me. They are so tiny. So, so tiny. I have dogs, these kittens need to be protected until they can protect themselves when I am not home. (Annnnnd it was just confirmed from the vet that they are so much younger than I was told. WTF people. Eh, just more justification of the crazy amount of money I spend on a catio lololol).
I guess I should thank the Universe. It gave me what I wanted for the first time in a while. I wonder if that means the coming year is going to be better than the last 5. lol. One can hope, right?
I made salad for breakfast because I couldn’t decide what I wanted, so of course that meant salad. I need to go shopping, ugh. There’s that sound again.
Rando blurry photo of my coffee cup. Isn’t it pretty?
But the real beauty is the coaster:
I guess I should get ready for work. Ugh, pants. I hate pants.
Today, I woke up to the smell of someone using their wood stove. The air was crisp and for a moment, before I opened my eyes, I thought I was home. It was wonderful until the dog chased the cat into the room, onto the bed, and over my head in a flurry of tails and claws. .
October is almost over, sigh. It’s my favorite month.
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OH and before I forget! DO NOT EAT THE MONOPOLY GUMMIE CANDY.
Just don’t do it.
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Yeah, that’s all I got. I’ve sort of forgotten what I came here to write about. …