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I did not take any personal time yesterday, unless you count the 15 minutes or so I spent providing Lily with lap space. I still need a vacation, but I seem to have found enough coping skills somewhere to get through yesterday and today. The next week I could take as vacation without probably getting work-related phone calls is the week of April 12. That's a long way away.
The vet suggested I take about a pound off Quirk and put about a pound on Lily. So far it seems to be working; Quirk looks a bit less like she swallowed a rugby ball, and Lily's spine has padding over it, and when she perched on top of me in bed this morning my first half-awake thought was "Oof, HEAVY!" I think she's got a little more energy lately too. Amazing what eating enough will do, I guess.
Quirk, meanwhile, has come out of whatever shell she had left, and I've figured out some of her various vocalizations. She doesn't squeak these days; she trills, which when she's walking around means "Here's me, where's you?", and she hollers, which means "It was mealtime AGES ago and I'm STARVING!" I haven't figured out why she'll sit there and meow at me when she doesn't seem to want anything.
Yesterday it was almost warm enough for open windows, so I opened the kitchen window farthest from the thermostat. Quirk enjoyed that, and didn't try to fling herself through the screen to get at the bird feeder. I enjoyed the fresh air. It's supposed to be actual open window weather tomorrow.
I still need to go get a dead keyboard for Lily to sit on. Maybe I'll sneak out tomorrow in the open window weather. If I'm really being nice about it, I'd get a beanbag compress to put under the dead keyboard, so she'd have her own warm keyboard to sit on.
The clocks change again on Sunday. It will be light enough for a whole grocery shopping trip after 5:00. If I did that, I might not have to stand in lines outside grocery stores for so long on weekends. I would love for the vaccination rate to catch up with the mask wearing and make "social distancing" completely irrelevant.
The vet suggested I take about a pound off Quirk and put about a pound on Lily. So far it seems to be working; Quirk looks a bit less like she swallowed a rugby ball, and Lily's spine has padding over it, and when she perched on top of me in bed this morning my first half-awake thought was "Oof, HEAVY!" I think she's got a little more energy lately too. Amazing what eating enough will do, I guess.
Quirk, meanwhile, has come out of whatever shell she had left, and I've figured out some of her various vocalizations. She doesn't squeak these days; she trills, which when she's walking around means "Here's me, where's you?", and she hollers, which means "It was mealtime AGES ago and I'm STARVING!" I haven't figured out why she'll sit there and meow at me when she doesn't seem to want anything.
Yesterday it was almost warm enough for open windows, so I opened the kitchen window farthest from the thermostat. Quirk enjoyed that, and didn't try to fling herself through the screen to get at the bird feeder. I enjoyed the fresh air. It's supposed to be actual open window weather tomorrow.
I still need to go get a dead keyboard for Lily to sit on. Maybe I'll sneak out tomorrow in the open window weather. If I'm really being nice about it, I'd get a beanbag compress to put under the dead keyboard, so she'd have her own warm keyboard to sit on.
The clocks change again on Sunday. It will be light enough for a whole grocery shopping trip after 5:00. If I did that, I might not have to stand in lines outside grocery stores for so long on weekends. I would love for the vaccination rate to catch up with the mask wearing and make "social distancing" completely irrelevant.