Day 14!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, joy, joy. Morning was terrible in terms of my mood. We were scheduled to take our cat in for spaying, and she's already pregnant again (2nd litter)...Had gone over and over it with my bf, then I get up this am and he's playing a game on the computer, as he had been doing ALL NIGHT LONG, and hadn't gotten the cat in or gotten her carrier out. I get dressed and ready to go, and he's left the door open and the cat's run off.
He says just go on to work, she's not coming back. I said that FUCKING CAT IS GOING TO THE FUCKING VET!!! (please excuse my language, but in the interest of being "real", lmao)...and I am quite certain the neighbors heard me ranting like a crazy person.
Needless to say, when you want something done, you better do it yourself. Or I could say, a woman's work is never done, or it takes a woman to do a man's job, or...you get my drift.:H I took some treats and shook the bag, duhhhhhhhhhhhhh, and she came running finally.
So off my soap box, and onward. Day 14 is something to celebrate, right? Two whole weeks AF.
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