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I'M IN LOVE!!
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As many of you know, Lumpy and I have had a tough time of it. I got him as a kitten just when Ariel, my beloved calico cat, was in the end stages of kidney failure. He, being a frisky young boy, wanted to play - and ended up torturing Ariel. I was always really mad at him and did not pick him up or love on him like I did with all the other cats. He became fairly standoffish. Lumpy also developed some "behavior problems" - like he peed on everything. And it KILLED me. Because he was my baby and I couldn't imagine getting rid of him, I tried everything. I read all the books. I tried thirteen kinds of litter. I put in a cat door. I even got a cat psychology book (I know that will not come as a shock to those of you who know me. But I still felt REALLY stupid buying it at the bookstore). Nothing worked and I started thinking about getting Lumpy a new home. When it was time to move to Chicago, Lumpy was my biggest concern. My folks just got new carpet and him using a spare corner as a latrine was just not going to cut it.
Maybe it was the trauma of getting on an airplane. Or maybe it was an altitude condition. Maybe he was "allergic" to certain things I left behind in Albuquerque. All I know is that Lumpy has undergone a transformation of miraculous proportions! Not only does he pee only in designated areas, he is also my
constant
companion. If I go downstairs to get some water, he tags along. He sits in the computer chair next to me all day and actually likes it when I come by to give him some attention. He jumps in bed with me at night and begs to be petted. I don’t know what brought on the change and I will probably never find out (although I bet I could make a fortune if I could bottle it!). What I do know, however, is that finally really love my little boy. AND I get to keep him!
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Life in ShrnVille
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It is strange to me how quickly thing in my life have settled down. Seems like just weeks ago that I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. Oh wait - it was just weeks ago! If you had told me May 1 what my life was going to look like July 1 I would have laughed in your face (and then asked you if you had any more of what you were smoking). All I can say is "You never know what lies just around the bend"...
That philosophical musing aside... Work is going really well. You would be AMAZED at how much you can get done when the phone doesn't ring and people don't stop by all freakin' day. I have been cranking through all sorts of projects. In fact, ProLaw may send all the developers off site if I keep up at the rate I have been going! I am taking guitar (which totally rocks!) and working on a webpage. Life is good, and I say the best days lie ahead.
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My new "digs"
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Hey! Has anyone seen my belly button?
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Okay, Okay. It is not quite that bad yet but it is fast approaching the time when my belly button will be a thing of the past. I am 19 weeks today - about half done. Witness said pooch in picture to the right. And I guess the weirdest part is KNOWING that a baby is going to show up at the end and having no idea what that means. When visiting a friend a couple weeks ago, it occurred to me (and you just aren't going to believe it) that I could not remember EVER holding a baby before. EVER. Not only that, I have never been around people who have had young children for more than about 5 minutes. No wonder I am having problems imagining what it will be like!
The upside is that I feel absolutely fabulous! Many thanks to square/home cooked meals every night and 40 - 55 minutes of walking every day with my mother. She's a great walking partner for me. This weekend I really didn't want to go and told her so. She basically said "Thanks for sharing that. Now go get your shoes, Prego". How dare she talk to me like that! And in my delicate condition and everything! Hrmph. Well, come to think of it, she never did put up with my crap... Thanks Ma :)
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Half Baked!
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