The Bloody Doors Off

So, they found blood in Mels’ urine. She’s been given an antibiotic shot, but no word today from the vet. It’s killing me. Even though she’s gonna be living with her foster mom, I need to know she’s going to be okay. In her absence, Izzy’s become a cuddle monster. Which made me realize that she was more aloof when Mels was here. It’s weird seeing personality shifts like this.

Today’s an odd day. I had to sleep in until 10 so start getting my body used to the idea of staying awake later this week. Working Monday to Friday this week instead of Tuesday to Saturday, and starting at 3:30pm instead of noon. I did that shift for four years and am hoping it’s only temporary. I was starting to enjoy my hours. At least I got off my ass and cooked (and sliced) a roast for meals this week. The idea of taking sandwiches for dinner has absolutely zero appeal.

It’s a bit of a down day. It’s not a slide; or I don’t think it’s a slide. Just dealing with a lot of unknowns. Like when is the extended contract going to arrive so I can sign it? This is the last week of the original contract and I want everything taken care of. The office is treating me as a longer-term employee, but naturally the agency just can’t seem to get their crap together.

Wow I’m boring myself.