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 up pretty early this morning, especially for a Sunday, so I started cleaning. Since my winter break I’ve been on a bit of a clean/sort/purge spree. I had started that waaay back when I read the Konmari method book. Some of it was a little kooky imo, but some of it made so much sense to me. For example, she’s a big proponent of a place for everything and once you are done using an item, return it to it’s place immediately. I struggle with misplacing things all the time so I found this practice quite helpful.
At any rate, last year got away from me and so did my attempts to be organized. I’m not a huge shopper, but I love thrifting and usually find some great items so while useful and fun, that was more stuff I added to my humble abode but didn’t find a place for it. I think you see where this is going. 🙂
Thankfully, life started calming down and slowly but surely I started getting back into those habits and routines, which is why I’ve been on a slow-but-steady organizing kick. And this time it seems to be working!
Of course, the cats know it is their job to a) wake up me, b) interrupt my cleaning to tell me it’s time to play with them, and c) sack out after playtime is over and snooze away as I return to cleaning. That is what is happening with them right now. I present Grizzy:
Have a wonderful week!
It’s Grizzy’s gotcha day! Three years ago I brought him home from a local rescue. I had seen him the day before and knew he was “the one” when he jumped up on my lap in the visiting room. I will forever remember that time in my life as one of the happiest. ❤
Happy Gotcha Day, Grizzy!
I love this picture. I like how green Grizzy’s eye is and how he is wrapped up in the blanket like a little taco. 🙂
Things have been good and while I’ve been a little behind on things, I’m starting to get back into a good routine. I hope to update about that a little later this week, but for now, I wanted to actually get a post up and not think about doing it. So in a few moments this post will go live, hurrah!
I hope you all have a wonderful week!
The TRB team took a little break from blogging and the internets the past week, but we all hope you had a wonderful Christmas. I am one of those people who absolutely loves Christmas, but I always end up getting a touch of the holiday blues. Weird, I know. I think The Bloggess put it very nicely when she talked about weird expectations and sometimes our brains misfire. Point being, I understand it’s not always the most wonderful time of the year for people, but I do hope your time was wonderful and you took good care of yourself. 🙂
I ended up taking care of myself by being productive yesterday! I made five gallons of laundry detergent (I think I’m set for 2016), sorted through some clothes to donate, vacuumed extensively, scrubbed by stove top coils, cooked some soup, and watched my brother hang a coat rack. I watched to learn: as I told him, I’m not 100% confident of how to find studs, when to use those butterfly/anchor hooks in drywall, etc. I knew I could try but I didn’t want to end up with a zillion holes in my wall before I figured it out. Now I know and I have a nifty new coat rack to book. More things on the walls = more room! I love it.
Grizzy is quite the baby (and I love him for that) and decided I wasn’t spending enough time with him, so he proceeded to flop down by my feet and roll around the kitchen floor. It was quite endearing. After I took my laundry soap to the basement and popped my stovetop coils back on, we settled down to watch A Chef’s Life. It’s a wonderful life, indeed.
Not gonna lie, that’s how Monday felt this weekend. Now that it’s here, let’s make it a good one. You hear that Universe? I and a lot of others need some good news this week. Let’s make this happen! 🙂
The past few weeks have left me wiped out, much like the G-man above. But there are always good things, like my two small fries. 🙂 There are also good things called the weekend! So happy about that. I’m looking forward to a couple days of resetting and giving thanks for all the good in my life. I also hope to queue up some posts because my camera is filled with kitteh pictures that need to get on the interwebs!
Have a wonderful weekend!
Honestly, my life is not always a series of dark clouds and traumatic events, but lately it feels that way. I know this is simply a rough patch and it will get better but man. Can it please get a little better soon! Can’t I go back to Friday or whenever that was and feel like I have a handle on things again?
To completely switch gears, here is a picture of Grizzy:
I got up really early yesterday and was productive because in times of strife, feeling like I did something as mundane as cleaning my kitchen is a win. So I got up, made a list of to-dos, cleaned my house, and did laundry, which meant I stripped the beds. G promptly climbed up the bedding mountain and settled in for a nap. It cracks me up how they will spot something “new” (in this case, the blankets wadded up) and stake their claim.
Oh, to be a carefree kitty like G.
I almost forgot! We have a new outside visitor and he’s a slightly more padded version of G! All black and a little bulkier compared to the slim G. We all saw him/her last night. This means I’ll have to stop at the store for extra cat food…
Today is a big day. Two years ago today, I went to MADACC over my lunch hour. I saw two handsome kitties pawing at their cube windows and I decided to meet them. After I met the first guy, a black kitty with amber eyes, I thought “How can I choose? He’s really great…”. I started to stress and I literally sent up a prayer asking God to give me a sign.
The adoption assistant put Mr. Amber Eyes back and got Grizzy for me. G and I went into a room and he explored everything. I pet him a bit and brushed off what seemed to be endless amounts of fur. He, too, was pretty great so I worried a bit about who I would choose; I knew both would be super companions, but I also knew I was only ready for one at that point.
Suddenly G jumped into my lap and curled himself into a bun. He was there for a few seconds–it was like he was testing out my lap. Satisfied, he jumped off and continued to explore the room. I knew then I had my sign; Grizzy was coming home with me. I’d have to wait until the next day to make it official, but I started the paperwork and set up a time to pick him up.
It’s been two years since I first saw my little G-man. I can’t believe the time has gone by so quickly! So many things have changed since then: bosses, jobs, friendships. Life is good now, but I will always remember that time as such a happy, peaceful, blessed period in my life. 🙂
The G-man was hunkered down on my bed the other day and I couldn’t resist snapping a pic of all those little toes!
Every time I see those healthy toes I think of when I first adopted him. His pads were covered in a whitish-cast, they were cracked and didn’t look good. Of course, when the shelter got him, he was full of bugs and mites and had worms, so obviously his body was very malnourished. It makes my heart feel full to see his healthy toes today!