I've suggested that, might have to push harder. I have no doubt she could learn it.

She's such a hoot, otherwise. Always on a mission.

Blah. I think I'm getting a cold. I was supposed to go visit my friend and her new baby tomorrow, but if I'm still feeling like this then, then I won't. (I'm just coughing a bit, and a little stuffed up. Perfectly fine for going to work, but not fine for visiting a baby who's less than a week old.)

I have no idea what I'm going to do about the job thing . But I had another message for an interview so that feels good.

Therapy went well. I was telling my therapist about various things and how I got this recliner and got it into the house myself even though I didn't think o could . It was such a silly little thing to be happy about but I did feel this big sense of accomplishment and felt a bit childish for feeling that happy. He said that when we are kids we learn a sense of feeling/capableness when they are 6-13 and I didn't develop that for a variety of reasons. But hey I can learn that now.

And then I had a really amazing afternoon/evening with M.

Hil I hope you feel better

My cats have to get big enough before I will submit their tender little bodies to surgery. that way they have some physical reserves.

Mishka had already been neutered when I adopted him and it made me uncomfortable because he was still tiny and I'd never seen it done so young. It took him days to sleep it off.

He grew big and tall for a cat, but his last year he had arthritis in his hips and knees, poor guy. Maybe that wouldn't have been so bad without early neutering. I'll never know for sure.

He was probably cast from the same mold as Fred's Coco. Big, black, fluffy, calm. Kind to the other cats. He made me happy every day of his life. He wasn't scared of dogs, toddlers or parties. My teddy bear boy. I miss him.

Aww, Mishka. Sweet boy.

Here's a Mishka story I like to remember.

I always believed that he could hear me thinking. One day he had tenderly washed my face. Suddenly I had a silly thought and I wondered, would my nose fit into his mouth? He leaned forward and gave me an intent look, so I knew something was about to happen. Slowly he opened his mouth wide, and, you betcha. My nose DID totally fit all the way into his mouth. I had a moment to think, wow, if he bites down it will Suuuuuuck. Then he let me go and sat back, totally pleased with himself. He had answered my question.

There was much happy laughter and petting then. Good times.

I'm feeling totally fine today, so yesterday was probably just allergies.

So the info I got on the phone about hours and chances for things like benefits at this store may not have been accurate. So now it looks like everyone is part time . But the pay is still higher. And there is no promise of anything after seasonal.

So now I'm waiting to meet with someone else and I have to decide.

And I now have a second interview for a permanent position . I was going to be hired on the spot and basically traded a guaranteed seasonal position for a chance at permanent postion.

I need advice on how to handle the job offer I have with this other interview. I don't know what to say and I'm supposed to go in and fill out paperwork on Tuesday.