Bits and pieces

[cjsmith]

Now I have a bunch of chores left from the closet raid. Some few clothes made it into the "mending" pile - I was picky about that, but it's nonzero. The stuff "to go" isn't gone. An enormous pile of extra hangers has been stuffed into another closet to deal with later, which is cheating. I'd like a garment bag or two and some nicer hangers for the dressy stuff. Ideally I'd have sorted the closet in the spare bedroom at the same time so things could be completely reorganized, but I didn't, so "someday" some stuff will move. I also feel bad about ditching a couple items that were on the borderline and I may (horror!) pull them back.

This is always the point in a weekend where I realize I have EITHER two or three more days of stuff to do OR I may as well go back to work now. Shouldn't start anything big around the house, can't go to the post office, can't call the vet, can't drop off at the charity locations I know of -- might as well work.

Duchess continues to lose weight dramatically. She's eating, some, but it's not sticking. If I still doubted the diabetes this'd sure help clear it up. She has also taken to hiding under things a lot, and I don't know why. I had a nightmare about her last night. She was skeletal, had gone blind, and I had to force feed her. The first two are my memories of Princess coming through.

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[cjsmith.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I've had a four-and-a-quarter-pound cat and it is definitely scary. It's good for me to think of all of Duchess's body fat as insurance. The earliest I could start treating her is tomorrow, maybe not even then, and the body fat is buying her time.