I made fatal mistake of forgetting to bring a book to work, so come on by and let’s chat! There’s some drip coffee and a “cappucino” machine if you’d like, or any number of sodas. I have my tea behind the counter with me, so fix yourself up and we can hang out for a bit.
Do I always bring a book to work? Normally, yes. Is it always this slow? During the mornings, yes. I can do my entire checklist twice over and still have time to kill.
In some big news, I got a cat! A mouse with a cat, I know, it’s strange, but it didn’t make a lot of sense when I was a fox, either.
Anyway, he’s a five year old shelter kitty, and a giant cuddle bug. I mean “giant” in both the literal and figurative senses – the guy weighs in at 13.7 pounds! He’s easily the biggest cat I’ve ever owned.
Since he’s pretty timid, I’ve started calling him Shy Guy, so that’s how I’ll refer to him here, I think.
Shy Guy’s presence has brought up a lot of mixed feelings for me. On the one hand, I love him because he is a cat – and a cuddly, happy one at that! He’s obviously pleased to have a home and humans to love on him, and that makes me feel like I did something right. But I find myself continously comparing him to Babydoll, my cat who passed away recently. There’s many similarities between the two, but I have to accept the fact that Shy Guy is not – and will never be – Babydoll. I have to love and accept him for who he is.
It’s a tough pill to swallow.
Speaking of pills, I started my Prozac prescription this week. The depression had been kicking my butt, which I think is partly why I haven’t been writing.
It seems my body remembers the last time I was on Prozac (which the doctor said might happen), because there’s been a marked improvement already in my mood and energy levels. It’s not as much of a fight to get out of bed in the mornings, and sometimes the exclamation points don’t feel like an exhausting lie!
(This could also be the placebo effect taking hold, but I choose to believe otherwise.)
How are you on coffee? I’m going to make some more tea – my throat is killing me.
Ah, that’s better. Now I can actually talk without coughing all over the place. I would blame my roommate for getting me sick, but I have a cough and he had a fever, so I don’t think it’s the same thing. We both worry too much, so that probably has something to do with our illnesses.
I’m settling into this new online home fairly well. Sure, I miss my old one, but now that I have some friends here it feels a bit better. There haven’t been any attacks or threats, but that’s not saying much. I’ll have to wait a few months before I can say for certain whether or not to stay a private site.
In the meantime, do you have any suggestions or things you’d like to see around here? I’m open to ideas.
It’s hard to be at work right now; the gray skies are calling me to go hiking, but I also want to curl up with Shy Guy and read all day…. I haven’t had a “me” day in a while, you know?
Oh goodness, I’ve been blathering your ear off. How are you? When was the last time you took a day to take care of yourself? Do you have experience with Prozac?