The Weekend

This weekend was not event free. I did manage to mess up at work AGAIN. I REALLY need to find someplace else to go. I think my subconscious is mounting a rebellion against this place. I hate spacing out on things. I know my manager is not happy. But I don’t know what else I can do besides tattooing reminders on my hands and how would I explain that when I am 90 and in the home? The snooty 20something comes in to give me my meds “what does that mean? Remember the load files?” and THEN I will remember why it’s there but apparently I can’t get the swing of it now. Figures.

The rest of the weekend was swell. Rob has a new hobby, RC cars. They are cool and he has found the ones that you can do all the upgrades to. I will be more willing to play with them when we can take them out to the street in the summer. For now they are mostly a cat torment device. Duncan wants nothing to do with them and Hellina likes to play with the smaller ones she can pick up with her teeth. The new ones are too big and tend to just run over her when she pounces on them. Cinder couldn’t get a damn one way or the other as long as they stay away from the food dish when she’s eating.

It’s rough being cats in our house.

On the good side I am meeting up with Kate for Strongbow on tap tomorrow night and so she can explain why I might have to break the “No return to Okalahoma” rule.