Also, her bloodwork came back abnormal, with elevated liver enzymes. She didn't request a copy and her doctor's on vacation for two weeks so I have no idea which ones, or how much, or what I'm supposed to worry about now. So, I'm putting it off until I know. Then I'll worry.
Mike fixed my brakes today... for $65. I love him. I love him so much. It's too bad that I think he is going to propose to Kris this Christmas because otherwise I would totally steal him, even if he is short.
My watch has been running all day. This is weird, because it usually doesn't. Maybe I don't need to replace the battery.
My cat is coughing and has had a lot of eye boogers lately. I think he may have a respiratory virus, although god only knows how he could've gotten it, being an indoor cat exposed only to dogs. Regardless, he's too damn old to get sick, and I don't know what to do. I hope to christ it's not a fungus. I expect him to live at least another 10 to 15 years (realistically 10) and a fungal infection would probably not permit that. Have to get Benadryl for him tomorrow... hopefully a quarter tablet won't be too much for him (he doesn't handle anesthesia well, making me think maybe a small liver shunt?) but will keep him QUIET for four hours.
Right, going home tomorrow. Maybe. Or not. So much to do. Not really... and I've done so little tonight, I've got no right to complain anyway. I just... don't feel like it. Don't feel like cleaning or packing or going home. And I have to sit around all morning waiting for the postal service that was supposed to deliver today and then I have an hour to get my oil changed, pick up my paycheck, buy benadryl and get some tapeworm medicine for my dog and my neighbor's two who apparently have been snacking on dead bird, buy dog and cat food for my parents & sister... Gah. Well, two hours, I guess. I just don't want to get home at 8 or 9 again. I'm lapsing into whininess so I'm going to go.