The Cat's Meow

So what’s a woman to do once she gets older, her kids are no longer a priority and she finds herself living alone? Many have gone the route of “cat lady” but not me. That will never happen unless I happen to win the lottery or find myself longing to live on skid row. Let me explain: recently I got a free kitty. Wow! Who knew free could be so misleading and expensive! After shots, neutering, micro-chipping, three (count them, THREE!) trips to the vet for upper respiratory problems and an eye infection, kitty food, kitty litter, and toys my free little friend has done a major number (pun intended) to my budget. Did I have any money reserved for such an expensive kitty? Nope. Am I scrambling to find money in my budget to not only feed this little guy but my son and myself as well? Yep. Even though my furry buddy has created havoc with my already constrained budget I have to admit, he’s actually worth it. There has not been a day that has gone by since he entered our home that I haven’t laughed out loud at his hilarious antics. He reminds me daily how great life can be the moment you wake up, what adventures lie ahead and he has the ability to calm nerves by being available for nightly snuggles. Guess it’s true what they say, the best things in life are free…sorta.

Voting Time

No, you didn't get that wrong. I haven't posted for two weeks in a row because it seems working three jobs at one time can be pretty time consuming and distracting. I decided to go for a vote as to which is the best replacement to my blog until next Sunday - cute kitty videos or a "Gone Fishing" image? To quote W.C. Fields, "Never work with animals or children". My guess is the kitty videos will win. The first one is titled "This Never Happened" and the second is called "Take THAT writer's block!"

 

 

She Works Hard for the Money

I have three jobs. That's right, THREE! The good news is, we won't starve. The bad news is, I'll be exhausted and I'll make JUST enough so we won't starve. All are part-time so that roughly equals out to a 12 hour day. I need one of my jobs so I can keep my health insurance coverage, another is needed so I can get a new credit to put on my resume and the third is needed...so we don't starve. I also have three mouths to feed now. Yep, during all this craziness I decided to add fuel to the fire by adding in a rambunctious kitten named Clarance (aka The Big Man). Remember the good ol' days of mom slavin' away at a kitchen stove? If only!