Giving myself a stern lecture

Birthday panic solved. Will post results AFTER actual birthday 8-).

Now I am simply failing to concentrate at work. I've gotta buckle down! It's not that I have too much to do. I have very little to do right now, so I should just DO it. But I'd much rather be poking around on LJ or signing birthday cards or something. Bleagh.

OK. Time for a reward system. I can look at an LJ page again AFTER I review all the documentation changes sent to me this morning. Absolutely no personal stuff before that's done. Zero, zip, zilch.

Here I go...

Hah!

That didn't take long. 8-)

Kitties

Background: our house has 3 cats, Jackie (mine) Isis (Rick's) and Duchess (ours).

Last night, Rick asked me if it would be okay for Duchess to stay when he went on the road. The current plan is for him to be living in a trailer, and bringing Isis along is about all he can handle. Of course I said yes.

That'll bring the total to 2 cats and 2 humans. Maybe Jackie and Duchess will become better friends if they're the only two. I wonder if the house will feel too big.

I think all of this hasn't hit me yet. I was lying on the couch reading, with Isis purring next to me, when I realized I was really going to miss Isis. She's a sweetie. I'm sure missing RICK is too big for my mind to be grasping right now. So I'm just reacting to the thought of missing Isis.

I hope Isis will be happy in the trailer. She'll miss her wonderful tall carpeted cat-tree. Maybe she'll miss the other cats, and me a little. She hasn't really ever bonded with Rob. She'll miss having lots of space to run around in. But she'll be with her human, whom she ADORES. I hope she'll be happy.

Stress

I just realized that Rick's impending move is a stressful thing. (Am I always this blind?) He's going on the road permanently; he'll be living out of a trailer, or an RV if he can find one that suits him, for the foreseeable future. He's already quit his job. He is now a full time hang glider.

Affecting me directly are things ranging from small to large. He currently has the chore of feeding the kitties; I would take that over. I'll miss Isis, his wonderful wonderful furrball. Utilities are in his name; either Rob or I would take that over. He's probably selling out of the house. That will be big. It's a paperwork nightmare, a logistical headache what with moving/selling most of his possessions, and a financial serious pinch.

Indirect effects may be hitting me harder at the moment though. I worry for him. I hope he will be happy. He's always been a loner, but this is going several sigma out on that particular bell curve. He's doing something he very clearly loves. That's a good thing.

Oh gack, it's 7pm, gotta go. Square dancers await.