03/26/2009 Thr

My sister was here Tues and Wed. We ran to several stores and I am tired today. It was enough to count as exercise since 2 of the stores were Costco and Wal-Mart. The Wal-Mart must have been a couple of city blocks long and Costco is huge too.

Today, Don took his 18-year old Charlie cat to the vet and we are hoping his problems are imminently solvable. It would break both our hearts to lose him right now. But my favorite vet in the whole world, Dr. Green, thinks it is unlikely to be a kidney problem or anything too serious since Charlie is moving around okay and seems to have energy. I wonder how he has energy at 5 and one half pounds. Don left him at the vets for a 2-day stay so he can get checked out, (whisper this - given an enema), and then given a bath. We look forward to getting him back on Saturday, all clean and hopefully feeling better. The folks there will love him up though. They are raving about how beautiful he is - he really does have gorgeous blue eyes and I bet his fur will look great once he is bathed. He is a full bred Himalayan and Don has had him since he was a tiny kitten and would carry him around in a hat. Charlie has had a wonderful, loved life and he is luckier than many (probably most) creatures in the world. He lays on Don's computer mouse and Don says Charlie thinks it will hatch someday. If Don is using the mouse, then Charlie gets on top of Don's hand. It is just so very sweet to me.

Milo got to play squirt gun today. I showed him off to Bertha as this is high comedy. He wants so very much to catch a water drop and look at it. This is his favorite game in the world - except for showering with his "mom". I am going to get him bathed on the day he gets his annual physical and shots (April 14). He won't like that much water I don't think. But I hope it will get some of the stray hairs out of his coat as he is shedding all over the place. I brush and brush on him but there are always more hairs coming out of him. I don't know why he isn't bald by now. Poor old Grayson needs a bath but I feel sorry for whoever would have to do it. They would have to snip some claws first for sure and maybe wear armor. But he needs one worse than Milo as he hides in closets and under beds all day. He is just too intimidated by Milo and has had one too many strangers staying in his house over the last few months so he thinks the safe thing is to hide. Maybe I will schedule him a bath too on the same date so we can save some trips to Dr. Green's. I'll just pre-warn them about his cowardice.

Don and I also found my Medical Reimbursement Card 2008 receipts today. We faxed in copies ( and then also mailed them) as we were afraid the US mail might not get them delivered by the March 31 deadline. This took half a day and is another gift from the IRS. I spent all that time earlier in the year searching for proof of tax deductions and now this. Man, a person doesn't have to have anything to do. There are always government requirements to keep a person busy. (And I spend from 1 and a half days to 2 days per week trying to find 2 viable jobs to apply for. That's another government thing and I don't want to apply for just anything I see whether or not I think I could do it. Hence the time spent. If one of these comes to an interview, I don't want to appear completely ignorant. And I want to want the job.)

Bertha came today and her sister is not doing at all well. Bertha is hopeful but trying to prepare herself for bad news. A whole group of doctors are going to consult next week to try and come up with some more viable treatment options. Her sister has had all the chemo and radiation her system can take so these doctors are trying to come up with ideas on how to make her life more comfortable right now and, I am sure, something that will give her a longer life. Poor Bertha. She just recently lost her husband after a long battle as well.

I finally got 2 jobs applied for this week. I actually sent in my resume to another company without applying for a specific job. It seems to be a full-time job just trying to come up with 2 viable jobs that I MIGHT be qualified for and that are not half a world away. I applied for one job tonight that I thought sounded great and once I had spent about an hour and a half on the application and uploading a resume, I got a message back that this job was no longer available. Well, that will make your blood boil at least for a few minutes. I wondered how efficient this place was if they could allow such an oversight. I tried to go to a "contact us" area but decided to let it be. I wanted to tell them to take this job off their site in the first place in order to save the next person a lot of trouble for nothing.

Tomorrow, I hope to exercise at the Y and then eat breakfast with Don and then come home and try to organize a great bunch of paper that is currently sitting in my bedroom just itching to be filed or tossed.

I am tired and my eyes are a little sore from this pc. I'm going to bed and "rest fast" as I have to be up early to meet someone at the YW bright and early (and be warmed up already too). D is picking me up at 8:30 a.m. That is the hour I used to be at work. Goodness me.

One of my dear friends is interviewing for a job tomorrow. I think he wants it badly so keep that in mind if you are praying for people tonight. He got called out of the blue, wasn't even actively looking. Some people are just too lucky! But this job will be closer to his home and I think his whole family will be happier if he gets it.

Milo is sound asleep over here on the floor next to me. I guess I will take him to the bedroom with me and scratch on his head for a bit before I nod off.

Good Night.