I want to thank Round and TJ for your comments. I think I graze partly out of boredom and partly because I rarely have time to sit down and eat at work. So, effectively, my lunch lasts all afternoon. Pretty impressive for a salad or a bowl of stew. Of course my morning latte lasts all day too - thanks to reheating in the microwave! I AM A VICTIM OF MULTITASKING!
This holiday break has been a tough one. For some time now I have had intermittent pains in my left abdomen. I assumed they were ovarian cysts and over the years testing has shown no different. Perhaps I imagined it but it seemed worse this month. Coincidentally I had an ultrasound booked (usually the pain is gone by the time I get one) as I am supposed to get them annually. (My Dad had aorta aneurysms and they are hereditary so his dr told me to get annual ultrasounds once I hit 45). When I had my pelvic ultrasound (while still in pain) I was told my left ovary was clear and that I should get my bowel checked. Keeping in mind that last May my SIL died from colon cancer and I now have a friend with colon cancer, this concerned me greatly. Again, by coincidence I had a dr appt that afternoon. Although she does not think it is a bowel issue she is referring me to a specialist. She also is considering endometriosis as the dx.
Add to that, I now have yet another cold!! Thankfully it is not heading south into my lungs but I am debating calling in sick tomorrow. I am on the mend I think.
Oh and another interesting development. My 81 year old mother decided she wanted to get a dog. Keep in mind that this woman has lung issues so cannot walk a dog. Hmmmm…. I told her I could not get over to her place and walk one as well as my other morning duties. I also told her that when I wanted pets she told me if I could not take care of them I could not have them!! So, following that logic, she cannot walk a dog so she cannot get one. Yes, we did discuss training it to a litter box, but what kind of life is that for a dog? Never going out??!!
We then moved to talking about cats. She definitely wanted a “body” in the condo with her. She complained that a cat could not let her know someone is at the door. My DH suggested a louder door bell. To make an already long story short, we went to the Humane Society to look at cats and dogs. She found 2 cats she really liked but lo and behold it took her so long to decide and there were so many people wanting animals that I had to leave as DH and I had tickets to see Chitty Chitty Bang Bang (don’t bother seeing that one!!). We went back the next day and due to some mix up we did not get cat choice #1. Then we were told that cat choice #2 would not be suitable with my dog visiting as it had been born in the shelter and was a very nervous cat. I had also noted a cat we talked about the previous day and we went back to look at it. In the end Mom got that one.
Then came the cat naming. How mom came up with my name (which is somewhat interesting) I do not know given her name choices for the cat. Pretty, Pusskins, Sunny (we had had a dog with that name and I don’t think it is good to rename), Little One. Finally she decided on Beauty. Personally I preferred tickety-boo but I had no say in the matter. She is a brown DSH tabby and probably 9 months old. She follows Mom everywhere and provides great company.
On the downside, Mom is having trouble dealing with the cleaning of the litter box. Hmmm…. Guess I get stuck with that now. I actually wonder if my cold is really an allergic reaction to the cat as I do have some cat allergies. Meanwhile, my dog desperately wants to play with it. She has swatted him a couple of times but not hurt him. She also follows behind him and spies on him so I suspect they will get along fabulously as time goes on.
What about this economy?? DH is still looking for full time work! Not a great time to have moved to Toronto, but perhaps better than having stayed in the US! I found a job at the TTC (Toronto Transit Commission) I considered applying for but then I thought what if they lay off? At least where I am I have seniority AND if I move elsewhere I lose the sabbatical. On the flip side, if I do leave, I get the sabbatical salary in cash when I go. (I have been paid 80% salary for 2.5 years so far so that I get money while I am off). I can cancel the sabbatical and get the money any time- which we may need in these economic times.
Such confusion. I really hate not being in some control of what is going on!
So, happy campers, that is where I am right now.
Have a good one!