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|Saturday, February 7th, 2009|
|A good weekend so far
I met an old friend for dim sum today, and it was so much fun.
I tried beef stomach. The flavor was excellent, but it was a little too spicy for me. He loved it, and the waitstaff kept on watching him eat it. 4 of them came over and asked how he liked it. They were tickled.
:-D Current Mood: cheerful
|Tuesday, January 13th, 2009|
|Spraying is unacceptable.
Snickerdoodle has been spraying. This is unacceptable.
This is not the first time we have had issues with him. He frequently marks in T's room, spraying her clothes. We had to close off the sunroom because he was spraying in there. We've tried using the litterbox attractant, and feliway pheremone therapy. The spraying was a big problem in December (he peed on all of my house paperwork, right while we were standing there), so I asked Barry to take him to the vet that week. Tatiana promised to do a better job with keeping the litter clean. I ordered a second litter robot to help make sure that Doodle wasn't protesting due to an unclean box. I let everyone know that if it continues, Snickerdoodle won't be able to live with us. Tatiana's mom already kicked Doodle out because whenever he was over there, someone was spraying.. T's mom thought it was Sassy, but I suspect it was Doodle.
Yesterday morning, we discovered that Snickerdoodle sprayed in 3 different clean laundry baskets... I had been doing laundry on Sunday and didn't get a chance to put the clothes away. I have to re-wash 8 loads of laundry. Barry said I couldn't prove it was him, but we have caught him in the act before, and his urine has a very very strong scent. The only other cat we have ever had issues with is Smooky, who is old and has kidney disease. If she doesn't have a clean box nearby, she will have accidents, however, she drinks a _lot_ of water and her urine is very dilute. It is almost impossible to detect an odor from her urine unless she has been using the same spot for days. I had just cleaned the box in the bedroom, and the laundry baskets were only there overnight. Marking several different spots in one night isn't an inappropriate elimination problem, it is territorial spraying.
So I am about to start world war 3 at my house. I said that if it happens again, Doodle has to go. I suggested again that Barry take him to the vet again - that medication can help and we need to rule out any physical problems, but that I also wouldn't be responsible for administering meds every day if that is what he needs. Barry e-mailed Tatiana and said that doodle needs to go back over to her mom's house full time.
It is out of my hands at this point, but I disagree with not taking him to the vet. The only thing I can control is that a spraying cat will not live in my house. I've put too much money into rehabilitating this house to see it ruined. I've done everything reasonable, and at this point, it is in Barry and T's hands to resolve the problem or find him another home.
|Thursday, June 8th, 2006|
|Monday, December 5th, 2005|
Why do men get so f*$&ing territorial when it comes to dating?
It is no secret! I am dating more than one guy. They all know about each other, and I am not hiding anything from anyone. I just prefer not to put all of my eggs in one basket, at least, not until I have had time to determine that basket is sound. Lets face it. There is a lot of crap out there, and sometimes it takes a little bit of getting to know someone before you can make an educated decision on whether to kick them to the curb or spend the rest of your life with them. I don't really have time to coddle any fragile egos.
Just because I am dating several men, doesn't mean I am sleeping with several men. Just because I like someone initially doesn't mean I am going to fuck them.
Oh... and just a hint for those idiots out there who don't seem to know any better.... calling me a slut because I won't sleep with you? Come on... how on Earth is that sort of behavior going to ever get you what you want?
|Ugh... more paperwork!
Ok... so now I have all of my current junk organized.
Now to create more paperwork.
I took the rest of the week of from work (I just don't want to deal with those assholes when I am not feeling well).
Now I need to make sure that I make the most of the time.
So.. list of things to do:
Quit Claim Deed
Apply for a refi on the house
Open a savings account for Ellie
I know there is more than that, I just can't remember it right now.
|Sunday, December 4th, 2005|
Now that my divorce is final, I have a crap-ton of paperwork that I need to organize. I am not really looking forward to it, so instead I am listening to KEXP Preaching the Blues (Aretha is playing right now) and blogging! Woo hoo! What a great way to waste time!
One of the things that really irritates me about life after divorce is the sudden need to keep meticulous records. If Shawn (the ex) at any time wants to contest the child support amount, I am responsible for proving that it really does cost that much to care for our child. She is asthmatic and has significant medical care costs.
I am the type of person that stays organized by getting rid of things I don't need. Now I have to keep all these receipts and bills to establish exactly how much it costs, so it is pretty overwhelming for me.
There seem to be fewer and fewer items on my to do list, though, which is good. It has been a long road trying to get everything done. Still left to do is a quit claim deed for the house, refi the house, and raise the rent on my tenants.
I still sorta feel bad about raising the rent, but I need to in order to stay afloat. The market value for the rent is 850, and I have been charging them 550 for the last 3 years. I shouldn't feel bad, but somehow I do. Over the last 3 years, I have lost $10,800 in potential rental income, so I need to just freakin' get over it and take care of myself. I didn't need it as badly before.
Well, I better get to work and start sifting through this crap. I hate paperwork.
|Saturday, December 3rd, 2005|
Ok, I finally caved to peer pressure...
That, and I can't bitch about work on my other blog because half of my office reads it.
LJ, here I am!