Tunnel Vision

I feel like all I can think about lately is the move. Everything seems to revolve around it and it’s becoming the only thing in my life, especially since Alan hasn’t been able to call regularly. He had a break in his FTX yesterday to come back and shower so he called to see how everything was going. FTX is going really well and he found out that he was #1 in his class. He wants to know where he stands in the platoon, but I doubt it’s anything short of #2.

The kitties had their yearly check-up and vaccinations yesterday (a few months late). I don’t particularly like our vet, and I had been planning to find a new one before Alan enlisted. After that though, it seemed kind of silly since I knew we’d be leaving. It’s just that the vet always makes me feel like such a terrible cat mommy. Karma has gingivitis, probably from Bartonella, and probably passed to her from Aladdin, but he acts like I could have possibly known that. She’s never been as interested in her food as Aladdin, but she eats plenty and it’s almost always the dry stuff. And Aladdin is 16 lbs which apparently means I’ve been stuffing him with table scraps and kitty treats and I need to put him on a diet. Well sorry, but I can’t cut back his food without cutting Karma’s too, and she’s a nice normal 11 lbs. Actually they’re 15 and 10. The stupid scale wasn’t even zeroed. That bugs me, because if I can spot it when I haven’t had to zero a scale in probably 10 years, I should think the people who use scales on a daily basis would make it part of their routine. I also don’t like that they take the animals out of the room to deworm them and draw blood, especially when the back area has doors open to the front. And I still can’t get over the dog they lost last year. Ugh. I still need to get them microchipped before we leave, so they’ll go back in a couple weeks, but that’s the last I’ll see of Ken Preli. I already got their records and a statement of health for travel and I’m going to take my time finding a new vet out in Colorado.

I’m also not feeling very charitable towards the vet because Aladdin’s been miserable since we got back yesterday. He spent most of yesterday curled up under the bed and didn’t come out for supper. He didn’t eat breakfast this morning either, and as far as I can tell, he’s only used the litter box once, maybe twice. He hid under a little table in the living room for the night, and he purred when I gave him some love, but he’s disappeared under the bed again. If he doesn’t improve I’m going to take him back to the vet with all my righteous indignation. He’s never reacted this badly to his shots before and I’m wondering if it’s the dewormer they gave him. It was different from the one they’ve given in the past.

Today I have to do some laundry, but I also need to go to Barnes & Noble and use their WiFi. I need to get onto iTunes to get the album artwork for some of the albums I added yesterday and it just doesn’t work with dial-up. I did finally get around to transferring my music files from the old computer, so yay for me. Now Alan just needs to get all his pictures off of it, and we can send it to laptop heaven. I’m going to bake some chocolate chip cookies today as well. I want to use up my flour and sugar before I go. I’m also thinking of setting up my new printer. Then again, I may just wait until after we move. There’s nothing terribly important that I need to print that I couldn’t just do at work. I should go to Bed, Bath, & Beyond though. I still need a safe way to move and store my good china and they sell those awesome padded storage containers. My apartment is also a crazy cluttered mess, so I need to put some things away. I did fill up my footlocker with coats. They didn’t all fit. So now I need to bring that back downstairs, which is just a major pain in the ass. Maybe while I’m at it I’ll clean up the entry way. I can throw shit out and move things to the basement. Something tells me that Alan won’t be needing his skis right away. ^_^

~Liz