Every time I try to work out in my living room, I am accosted by kitties. Usually Sophie will camp out on my yoga mat, although sometimes she’ll watch me from the couch. Grizzy, however, always gets in on the action. Oh, my little lovebug. ❤
I was remiss in not putting up a celebratory post for my little Sophie this past Saturday. My lovely little floofy furbaby is now four years old! I remember when I first got her. She was light as a feather and lightning fast. Loved zipping around everywhere. Now she loves waking me up with her gentle “Get up, Momma, get up!” purr-chirps.
Her favorite toy is still the Go-Cat “Da Mouse.” She loves to sit out in the hallway. She isn’t a lap cat, but when I sit she for a while she’ll slowly make her way over to me, jump up, and carefully lay right next to me. One of my favorite things is how she burrows under the blankets, snuggles up to me, and starts purring and sleeping early in the morning. As soon as I get to bed, she is the first cat up there, getting comfy against my legs. I love that little girl so much.
Happy birthday, sweet Sophie! ❤ 🙂
A little two-fur Tuesday!
One of the tinies* favorite things to do is hang out in the hallway. I am lucky to live in a place where most people are OK with my cats getting a little exercise and fresh air, if you will, with me supervising them. They usually bolt inside when a door opens, but there is one door (not the one pictured) and family that they are used to. It’s the unit/family with Sophie’s favorite doormat. She always wants to get inside but suffice to say, that’s not gonna happen. 🙂
I think it’s so funny how they’ll cry to go out there and then they just lay down and chill. I imagine they are surveying their extended kingdom? I seriously think of big cats in the African veldt. It makes me smile.
Looking at these pictures also makes me feel a bit melancholy. I will be leaving this place in the near-ish future, probably by the end of summer. Maybe not that near, but considering tomorrow is March…
Truthfully, I never expected to be here so long. I figured I’d buy a condo at some point, and while I did look into it, it never felt like the right time. Plus, up until last year my rent was very, very reasonable, especially considering the amenities and location. In a way, it breaks my heart to leave but I suppose that’s when I need to think of all the memories made here. I also suppose it will help if I think of the summer heat. My place is like an oven come June, July, and August. 🙂
It’s time to move on. For what my rent has been increasing to, it makes more sense to buy. (I don’t plan on buying anything this year, but plans are in the works to do so in the next year or two.)
I’m the tenant with the most seniority; I’ve seen some units have four–possibly more–tenants. The door Sophie and G are in front of? New folks are moving in next month–that will be *at least* the fourth time it’s been rented. People move in, people move on. And really, a home is where family is. So long as my small fries are with me, I think I can make most any place a home.
Thank you for indulging me in my little spurts of introspection! It’s definitely a process, one I didn’t expect to go through. I guess once you live in a place a while, it grows on you.
*I seem to have a few nicknames to describe the kitties: “tinies,” or “the tinies,” “small fries,” “babies,” “baby honeys,” etc.
Weekend, weekend…wow the time is flying by. I know I’m always saying this but I think things will slow a bit next week. A lot of the busy-ness is due to work. It’s a busy time of year and we’ve had some staff changes. I get home and I’m ready to just sit!
This weekend I went to a bootcamp/crossfit-type class. I’m still having a hard time walking, haha. I liked that it went by so quickly. I’ve been looking to kickstart a fitness routine (well, a different one than running) so I treated myself to a 6-week unlimited trial membership for $45. I hope at the next class I won’t be quite so sore.
The rest of the weekend I baked cookies with my nieces. That was nice. Sunday I cleaned up around the house and cleaned. All that to say…I didn’t do a whole lot. On one hand I feel really lazy; on the other hand, I think it was good because my cold is still hanging on. I need to remember it’s OK to rest; it’s necessary, in fact.
What’s nice is looking over and seeing one or both of the cats chilling out with me. (They certainly know rest is important!) Last night Sophie was above my head on the couch. I thought it was so cute how she grabbed onto the blanket. 🙂
Look at that precious face:
I also love kitty feet. I was tickled when she stretched halfway through the picture taking.
I hope you all had a nice weekend. Here’s to a productive week – including some rest. 🙂
First off, I am thankful that I am finally starting to feel better! It’s taken two rounds of antibiotics (and I haven’t taken antibiotics in years) and countless decongestants but I finally feel like I’m over the hump. It’s nice.
Second, and more importantly, I’m thankful for these two small fries.
Last night we had a quiet evening at home and I was so tickled that they both got up on the couch to be close to me. It was so relaxing.
Times like these are especially precious to me because I know moving is in my fairly near future. I’m not sure if I’ll sign one more short-term lease or not, but I am 98% certain I won’t be there another full year. It’s tough, because I absolutely love where I live but for a few reasons, it’s time to move on. I never quite understood how people on HGTV got so attached to their homes. More than that, I’ve had friends sell their homes because they wanted/need more space, a better location, etc., etc. Point is, they wanted out of their homes and right away, yet when push came to shove they had such an attachment to it. Like, whaaa? I thought you couldn’t wait to get out of your house!
I need to write a longer post on this (I’m still catching up on everything from being sick), but suffice to say, I will miss my place when I move. Sometimes I wish for a little more light, sometimes I wish for a little more kitchen storage space, sometimes I wish for a little less heat and a little more moisture. But overall, I’ve been so happy there and now I’m starting to tear up a bit thinking about what this space has meant to me, not so much materially, but personally and what having my own space has done for me. A space where I was able to grow and become independent and decide what I wanted – and want – out of my life. A space where I could have my own little family with my kitties…first Rosie, then Sophie and Grizzy. A space where so many days I’ve woken up and thought “I’m so happy to be here.”
I’ve definitely been blessed.
Oh, January, how you got away from me.
Literally, January was me being sick. I’m still sick, in fact; can’t hear out of my left ear. I’ve an appointment with a specialist next week, although I hope my ear feels better before then. (I’m on antibiotics.)
A friend of mine who had not been well for some time passed away last week. It made me realize how fast time can get away from me and how important it is to take care of yourself and try to enjoy life. On that note, I’m practicing gratitude today.
Last week I had the pleasure of going to Key West. I was sick, but I rallied (go me!). I would go there again in a heartbeat. There is definitely a tourist-y vibe there, but there’s lots of arts and crafts, a nice relaxed vibe, and it’s only 90 miles from Cuba!
Ernest Hemingway had a house there which is now a museum of sorts. While I will post a longer blog about that, I wanted to express my gratitude for being able to go there and also share one of the kitties I saw there (and trust me, there were a lot o’ gatos at Mr. Hemingway’s place). I took pictures of a few, but this guy in the gift shop was one of my favorites:
It was so funny to see these cats trotting around the gift shop! Mr. Calico wasn’t the only one–they were all over–but the gift shop seemed to be his turf. He got a little salty at someone and gave a quiet “get away” hiss and moved approximately six inches over. LOL!
Most of the cats seemed like they could use a good brushing or two, but all seemed well fed. That made me happy, to know they have food and shelter. If you ever get the chance, check out Key West and all the kitties!
The other day Sophie perched up on this spot and then the next thing I know, Griz is right on top of her! I love how they’ve been sitting there together lately, looking out the window. I just love those little sweethearts. ❤
And on an unrelated note, zoodles! My sweetie got me a spiralizer for Christmas and I am so in love with this thing. Who knew eating spiralized food was so much fun?
It’s also an easy way to incorporate more veggies into your diet. I used up some pasta sauce I had and subbed zucchini noodles instead of pasta; it tasted great. Plus, it’s so cool to spiralize food!
Do you remember the Play-Doh barber shop, how strings of Play-Doh came out of the people’s heads? I get that same sense of satisfaction when I see my pile of veggie spirals coming out.
Hopefully the increased veggie intake will mean fewer colds. I have had this beast of a respiratory bug that’s been going around. I’m not kidding you, it is a beast. The doctor said it takes – on average – two to three weeks to go away. Fingers crossed that this will be wrapped up before week three. Being sick like this is no my idea of a good time. Thank goodness the kitties are here to take care of me. 🙂
I think the cats really enjoy our early Sunday mornings. 🙂 As much as I would love to sleep late, they keep me on a schedule, which isn’t so bad. Early to rise means I get a lot done (in theory, haha). Early to rise means they get their run-around time and then crash out while I think “Well, as long as I’m up…”.
Today I am sick, though, ugh. I had an inkling it coming on and today last night it hit hard. I’m feeling a bit better now that I’m moving around, so fingers crossed that the ick is on its way out. Maybe I can get rid of this stack of “sort-through” papers.
In other news, I have a light pink fleece robe that I’ve had for years. Not sure how many, but it’s definitely been years. The robe has seen better days: it’s stained, there’s some paint on it, and no matter how much detergent I use, it still looks dingy.
But it’s still fine. No holes or anything, and the fabric is nice and warm, which is why I feel bad getting rid of it. But looking down I see…yeah, it’s kind of gross.
Have you ever been in this spot? What did you do with the item? Do you have any suggestions for repurposing said item – perhaps cutting it up, making cat beds (although, again, the fabric is admittedly dingy), etc.? I’m reaching the point of not wanting to wear it anymore, but I also don’t want it to go to waste.
Please send any ideas!
Yesterday morning I had, embarrassingly enough, a bit of a meltdown. Life is good but I’ve had a hard time sleeping lately. Even though it’s currently winter in the midwest, it is so flippin’ hot and dry in my place! So I was going on very little and highly interrupted sleep. Plus, there were several things that came together and suddenly everything seemed overwhelming. The biggest thing was/is having to find new doctors (my “lady” doctor retired and my GP isn’t covered by my insurance). Talk about red tape and headaches. Add to that a smaller battle with the cable company and some other random bits and bobs and cue the waterworks.
Imagine my surprise when I got a call saying there was something at the front desk for me. Due to some, ah, weird experiences (like getting a garage sale ceramic lobster platter from some nutso I had quit dating), I get a little nervous about these calls. Yet I was so tickled to see a fruit bouquet! The note said it was from my sweetie and his little pup.
It’s Hello Kitty!
I love that one of the pineapple pieces was in a Hello Kitty shape. The fruit was awesome, too. If you’re thinking of sending a basket (or flowers), I recommend this.
I’m thankful for the bouquet, but I’m also thankful for having a nice boyfriend who is very supportive. (I’m also thankful for his sweet puppy who walks with me!) I’m used to handling things on my own without issue, but sometimes, especially when things get overwhelming, it’s nice to get an outside perspective. He’s very good at looking at things objectively and “just the facts,” which is nice.
It’s also nice to be able to have a moment of “ARGH!” and then take a deep breath and look at the good things that happened. I’ve got to remember to practice gratitude more often. 🙂
Last night I was SO tired. I ran a couple errands after work and tried to keep my eyes open until about 9 pm, when I could go to bed. (Of course, naturally then I thought “Ooh, I’ve not done a crossword puzzle in a while…)
As I struggled to stay away early in the evening, I looked over and my heart just melted. Both Grizzy and Sophie were on the easy chair!
This is usually the G-man’s spot, but sometimes I’ll find Sophie there. Not in years had I seen them snuggled up together on that spot. ❤