Early in the week I noticed that suddenly I was not getting the upper channels on cable. Kind of threw me for a loop because those are pretty much the only ones I watch! Come to find out I had ignored emails from the cable company telling me that if I did not have "the box" and was just plugging cable directly into my TV, I would need to get some kind of converter to continue to get the top cable channels. UGH. So I ordered some converters and commenced to feeling unsettled as I tried to find other things to watch in the meantime.
Coming home from work on Friday after the end of a really crappy week, my brakes decided they weren't just bad, they were worse than bad and started squealing in protest. Wonderful.
After I got home and collapsed on the couch that day I discovered, oh joy, my TV was dead. Simply died during the day while I was at work.
And to finish that day my full figured kitty Norah was sitting on the other end of the couch and when I looked down at her she had a tuft of fur sticking out of her mouth. I told her NO! but she simply reached around and pulled another tuft out of the center of her back. She's been doing this lately but now she has almost gotten a bald spot. She's always been a nervous cat, very skittish and now I guess she has turned the corner into full blown neurosis. I sat on her and wrangled a "calming collar" on her, that had been waiting in the wings to go on Abby next month but Norah seemed to need it more. Next I have to look for the rescue water drops that I bought and immediately misplaced so I can calm all the doggone cats!
And me? I just might be looking at downing some calming wine. Or something. Damn I wish cigarettes didn't kill people. Cause I would give my right arm to start smoking again. I think I deserve it. Deserve the wine, not the cigarettes. I won't smoke. But I will whine. This is me whining. Argh-h-h-h!