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The year in review
Dec. 31st, 2012 03:44 pmAh, 2012. You sucky, sucky year.
Let's get this over with, shall we? It was the first year of my life without my father being there for any part of it. In February, my black cat and closest companion had some health issue where she went into kitty distress, resulting in me staying home from work for two days and worrying myself sick for a third. She went blind but rallied for an extra two weeks before dying.
My heart is still broken about the loss of her and I suspect part of it will always be, since we'd been together for thirteen years. That is the longest I've ever had a pet of my own and I never really considered life without her. Which, in retrospect, is kind of dumb, but it's how you get along with the knowledge, somewhere deep down, that odds are good your pet will die before you do. Any way. I take my vacation and clean like a fiend. Cass introduces me to Scentsy and I buy some stuff that smells horrid but I fall in love with my warmer.
Come May, our orange kitty succumbed to kidney failure that we didn't know was happening until the day he died when I took him to the vet since I still felt guilty over the loss of my baby cat. Orange Terror died in the minute he was taken away from us to go get his blood drawn. My guilt still exists.
The three-fer punch of Dad, babycat, and orange terror turns my hair grey. It takes me awhile to work up enough of a damn to dye it and then my hair just laughed and said no.
July comes along and Ari gifts me with a new kitty for my birthday. Ozma and I spend the next week hanging out in the boy's room, me sitting on the floor reading old Archie comics and her taking her time in coming out from under the bed to investigate. Eventually we fall into a routine where she comes out and kind of walks around me in a very bird-like way. I read, she sniffs, we snuggle and when she's done or I have to go, back under the bed she scoots.
Somewhere in August she leaves the boy's room and moves into the office. She shows no interest in leaving the safety of her room for anything longer than a quick peek here and there.
Triumphantly finish the summer mini fic challenge for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
luxken27 and the peasants the world over rejoice at the amount of fic to come out of said challenge in general. Woo!
Cass comes home after a not so triumphant kicking out.
Make friends withirishgypsie and then promptly wonder why the hell it took so long to happen. Inadvertently infect her with the MH virus and then go on to intentionally infect others with the Supernatural virus (issuing warnings to avoid fandom) as well as Dresden.
In late September or October I find out that the sick time I took for my cats dying was put in as vacation and dead cats are not sick days. My boss is a real peach and should be a HR nightmare but isn't because... I dunno. So my visit withzallia is canned. :/ My Halloween vacation is borked and I wind up falling down the stairs on Halloween, thus depriving me of what is probably my last Halloween. I still have the scars from this fantastic death defying fall.
Widget's mother loses her damn mind at the end of Sept/beginning of October but waits until November to fully expose her crazy. She's now on my short list for the special hell, or at least a good long stay in Purgatory.
Somewhere in there I think I learn the ex is seriously into Gor RP (seriously) annnnnnd I thank the gods I dodged that bullet. I'm leaving this here in case future!me can't remember why this is a case of haha-no.
In fan worlds, I fall for GCB and it dies a horrible death. I fall for Don't Trust the Bitch in Apt. 23 and it lives! I see The Avengers three times in the theaters and love it more each time. This prompts me to buy my first (and probably last) digital version of a movie (Thor) and spend ages hunting down Captain America. I still see no need to watch either Hulk movie.
Let's get this over with, shall we? It was the first year of my life without my father being there for any part of it. In February, my black cat and closest companion had some health issue where she went into kitty distress, resulting in me staying home from work for two days and worrying myself sick for a third. She went blind but rallied for an extra two weeks before dying.
My heart is still broken about the loss of her and I suspect part of it will always be, since we'd been together for thirteen years. That is the longest I've ever had a pet of my own and I never really considered life without her. Which, in retrospect, is kind of dumb, but it's how you get along with the knowledge, somewhere deep down, that odds are good your pet will die before you do. Any way. I take my vacation and clean like a fiend. Cass introduces me to Scentsy and I buy some stuff that smells horrid but I fall in love with my warmer.
Come May, our orange kitty succumbed to kidney failure that we didn't know was happening until the day he died when I took him to the vet since I still felt guilty over the loss of my baby cat. Orange Terror died in the minute he was taken away from us to go get his blood drawn. My guilt still exists.
The three-fer punch of Dad, babycat, and orange terror turns my hair grey. It takes me awhile to work up enough of a damn to dye it and then my hair just laughed and said no.
July comes along and Ari gifts me with a new kitty for my birthday. Ozma and I spend the next week hanging out in the boy's room, me sitting on the floor reading old Archie comics and her taking her time in coming out from under the bed to investigate. Eventually we fall into a routine where she comes out and kind of walks around me in a very bird-like way. I read, she sniffs, we snuggle and when she's done or I have to go, back under the bed she scoots.
Somewhere in August she leaves the boy's room and moves into the office. She shows no interest in leaving the safety of her room for anything longer than a quick peek here and there.
Triumphantly finish the summer mini fic challenge for
luxken27 and the peasants the world over rejoice at the amount of fic to come out of said challenge in general. Woo!Cass comes home after a not so triumphant kicking out.
Make friends with
irishgypsie and then promptly wonder why the hell it took so long to happen. Inadvertently infect her with the MH virus and then go on to intentionally infect others with the Supernatural virus (issuing warnings to avoid fandom) as well as Dresden.In late September or October I find out that the sick time I took for my cats dying was put in as vacation and dead cats are not sick days. My boss is a real peach and should be a HR nightmare but isn't because... I dunno. So my visit with
zallia is canned. :/ My Halloween vacation is borked and I wind up falling down the stairs on Halloween, thus depriving me of what is probably my last Halloween. I still have the scars from this fantastic death defying fall.Widget's mother loses her damn mind at the end of Sept/beginning of October but waits until November to fully expose her crazy. She's now on my short list for the special hell, or at least a good long stay in Purgatory.
Somewhere in there I think I learn the ex is seriously into Gor RP (seriously) annnnnnd I thank the gods I dodged that bullet. I'm leaving this here in case future!me can't remember why this is a case of haha-no.
In fan worlds, I fall for GCB and it dies a horrible death. I fall for Don't Trust the Bitch in Apt. 23 and it lives! I see The Avengers three times in the theaters and love it more each time. This prompts me to buy my first (and probably last) digital version of a movie (Thor) and spend ages hunting down Captain America. I still see no need to watch either Hulk movie.