The secret to my success was a) clip the nails the day before and b) the bath bag.

Just a mesh laundry bag with the corner cut out the size of a cat's neck, and the draw string put into the new hole. This muffles the front feet and the intrepid cat wrangler can just hang on to the neck part. They calm down when allowed to stand on their own four feet, but never will they like being dunked into a tub of water.

Too bad! I don't like having their fleas.

I am allergic to Puffs Plus. It is tragic.

Uh, what, bonny? What happened?

Notes in bitches, Zen. It's a time of massive change in this little 'ol life o mine.

I am allergic to Puffs Plus. It is tragic.

It IS. I can't even imagine. I'd have to switch to lawn hankies, and laundry, and I don't EVEN want to think about it. I'm very sorry, Sophia.

Applied at the library.

Whew. I'm all dizzy with the running around and the screaming and the stuff and the guys.

I'm just gonna sit down over here and...you know, like...sit and...

...

Ever since they started making non-lotion Puffs, it seems like only about a quarter of the Puffs' shelf space is devoted to Puffs Plus. That spaces is frequently empty.

Mum browbeat pops, I'm getting more money sent my way, yay!

Yet also, when I told her the news that we may have to pay into our health insurance, she broke out the "get a new job" spiel.

I had actually asked the ED "why?" And the finance admin said they had only budgeted for so much and the ED said that that monthly additional cost times x number of employees times 12 months was "a lot of money". I sat there and thought "but you keep telling us that the budget is just a guideline, not cold hard facts" and "we do tons of expensive things that aren't budgeted for, and it's okay, because you find the money, raise it, get a sponsor or a grant or a donor to make it happen. We didn't even get a cost if living raise this year.

Last I heard, he was working to do just that, and part of me is happy that because I spoke up out this in motion, and a part of me hopes that he had already taken that initiative and hadn't said anything lest he get our hopes up in vain. Because I hate to think how fucked I'd be if it wasn't the latter and I hadn't expressed an opinion.

Hey guess who is failing a class again?

Dinner was a bowl of baby spinach, unadorned, eaten with my fingers. And now I'm researching replacing faucets for which I have to turn of the water because there's no cutoff valves at the faucet. It's old enough that just trying to replace the washers would be evil (this is for my basement washtub sink, so replacement is cheap. It's dripping and no amount of tightening works.) may put in hot&scold cut offs as well.

I am winning at adulting.

One of the cats just tried to use my back as a surfboard while I was making tacos.