Still Alive and Kicking...

...and still wishing for the time to take a good nap. :)

Things have been so crazy for me for the past couple of months.

First, I'm working three jobs. Kind of nuts, I know, but I love each of them and can't get myself to quit any of them. Two of them are adjunct teaching positions at different colleges, and the third is as a librarian. Those suck up 40+ hours a week which is a lot for me. I'm not used to working all those hours.

Second, we bought a townhouse. Nice place up on a mountain, right near a ski slope. Neither Bear (the spouse) nor I ski or snowboard, but hopefully next winter we'll learn. For the time being I'll just have to stare out the window and watch all the silly people fall on their asses.

It's much bigger than our old cramped 600 square foot apartment. We now have 1,600 square feet of roomy goodness. I'm loving it and so are the cats. The floors are set up as split levels so there are plenty of stairs for them to run up and down. Sometimes I wonder if they see it as a giant cat tree rather than a new home.

Comments

Victor Tabbycat said…
Stairs is grate. I toss my toys up an down them alla time an chase them an efun attack the steps. Stairs is also grate fur sittin at the bottom an "mrrrowwwl"ing up at Mom.
Iago de Otto said…
I have this sneaking suspicion that a snow-related accident is creeping up on me as I return to the very beginning to read A Crazy Cat's Life in full after posting three comments in the 2008-end of it and one comment in 50 Books. I hope I am wrong, and that it is actually that an elephant at the zoo stepped on your foot, leading you to Dr. Asshole. But I gotta tell you, this blog is now turning into a fairly intriguing thriller. Maybe it is a cat on those stairs, but which cat is it? Can I solve this mystery before Cat breaks her foot? And if I do, will her foot then not break? Wow, time and space are beginning to really warp.

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