I finished my third work week! This feels like my first full weekend, because I was too exhausted to enjoy the first one, and the second one was my cousin's memorial service trip, so that was not a normal weekend, either.

It doesn't look like I'm making enough money to live off of from the job, though -- with all the taxes et al taken out. When I can go on the job health insurance (which will be less of a bite than my Obamacare paid-by-me plan) that will ease up a bit.

I'm so sorry, Laura. That must be so hard.

I did get up early enough to take the dog for a run in the woods, and met the shade-installers. Now I have 3/4 of my new shades, but there was a typo on the orders and the shade to go over the kitchen sink is 70" wide instead of 40" wide. Woops. Still, the ones they installed look very nice.

It's a busy social weekend: I should get off the couch and go buy fruit for a fruit salad tomorrow...

From my brief visit to my son he apparently got the message that his living conditions were unacceptable. He has messaged me a bunch of times and says he is cleaning the place completely. He knows how upset I am and seems to be working on getting back on good terms with me.

Timelies all!

{{{Laura}}}

Not a terribly exciting weekend here. The cats go to the vet tomorrow for their annual checkup and shots, which means chasing Luna around to get her into her carrier. (Nova can be picked up and put in her carrier, though she will complain loudly and frequently.)

Sunday night starts Rosh Hashanah.

How does Mr. S get along with the cats? I found always having pets to be a good thing with the boys. I started them on feeding and watching the water bowl pretty early.

Well, Luna is scared of everyone, but it doesn't help when he yells and stomps in her direction. Nova...that varies. Some days he's sweet, wanting to "purr the cat" and other days he grabs her roughly.

It helps with socialization to have pets. Cats aren't as tolerant as most dogs, but they also can get away really easy.

#2 son took me to breakfast this morning. Had omelette with fried green tomatoes, goat cheese and a balsamic glaze. ''Twas tasty. #1 son clearly knows I am annoyed and trying to make nice. Messaged me pictures of his clean kitchen. His brother brought him paper towels as requested to accomplish the job.

I'm glad he's making some progress, Laura.

So I had the stomach bug or food poisoning Thursday, was okay Friday, and woke up with a probable cold this morning. Deeply unfair.

Giving Dana's body the stink eye. Not right!