Fingers crossed that Gizmo gets a vet-tech forever home.
I finished wreath making. Next up: pajama sewing. We are leaving for Idaho on Friday. So it will have to be done before then.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Fingers crossed that Gizmo gets a vet-tech forever home.
I finished wreath making. Next up: pajama sewing. We are leaving for Idaho on Friday. So it will have to be done before then.
Hooray, kitty.
I wish I could retire so I could spend literally every second of every day tweeting "Fuck you" at Sarah Sanders.
#retirementgoals
Aw, that is good news, Matt!
There is a note on the reception desk that Jesus is on vacation until Jan 4. I guess that makes sense.
I mean, they could have given him until Three Kings' Day!
Aw, good news for Gizmo!
Casper ... is also taller than most of you
I can attest to that. And I'm not short.
My nephew turns 18 in a couple of days. I fully expect my brother and his girlfriend to announce their engagement at Christmas since my nephew's mother will no longer have custodial leverage.
You're a good cat angel, Matt.
Great. I can access the resume site from outside the internal network. Guess I'll be reviewing resumes when my family gets on my nerves on vacation.
I can retire in 7 years, 3 months, not that I'm counting.
I'm totally counting.
ETA: Good luck on your test, Mac!!!
Fingers crossed for Gizmo.
I went to the mall and the grocery store tonight with my mom, and it wasn't even that bad. Weird. ION, my Christmas shopping officially is done.
Would be more than happy to retire right now if it was financially feasible.
Wordy mcword. I need to sit down with a financial planner and figure out how soon I can retire.
I also got permission from my boss to keep Gizmo at the office until I can find him a home, but fingers crossed that won't even be necessary. Still, a much better backup plan than surrendering him to a shelter or turning him loose back in the alley.
A big part of our reason to move to Michigan was to lower our monthly nut enough to enable us to retire someday.. I'm 61 and J is 55– we foresee at least another decade of full time work.
Hey, Facebook just told me that 7 years ago, I had pleurisy! How was that 7 years ago??? (I mean, for god's sake, I've been married for 4 years already. WHAT THE FUCK EVEN IS THAT.)