That’s a cat for you. 😂
That’s a cat for you. 😂
35 - some I did know, some lucky guesses
As an ME/CFS long hauler, I speak from my own experience in strongly suspecting that with that amount of brain fog, if you went down the local you’d be hiding in the loo to get away from the noise by the first goal.
Better to stay home and enjoy than go out and not enjoy.
Whoever boos Tina Arena.
Ha, that was funny - was cooking dinner and due to the cats deciding that they wanted food Right Now and me trying to cook, feed them and not trip on them simultaneously, I grabbed and used the 1/3 cup measure instead of the tablespoon one. Turned out delicious, though, so no complaints in the end.
Did a beach walk and tried a cafe which matched the online reviews (the odd one hasn’t).
Now on the third load of washing and doing a bit of sorting in the spare/office room.
I would like to second Catfish’s order of a Rueben plz chef.
Also for you: ☕🍰
So I was cleaning my teeth when I heard this odd sound of water glugging in the shower.
Turn around to see Zooks with her fluffy bum hovering over the drain, pissing down it.
Saves on the scooping, I suppose…
Morning all!
So does Sammi want chicken breast cut up into pieces by my own fair hands?
No, she wants Aldi pouch food. 🤦🏻♀️
After yesterday’s drama I’m just going to putter and chill.
Exactly what StudSpud said, though in this case it was a little older and with health issues. And it did look like I was at least under suspicion.
Anyway apology has been extended and an Uber eats voucher has been sent, so that’s something.
I was going out for dumplings tonight, so now I can go and enjoy myself rather than try and distract myself!
I did! I did want to join the UWU for a number of reasons but the guy I spoke to said they wouldn’t take me on with a pre existing situation so I went for the HWU… we’ll see how it works out.
Thank you - contemplating a nice beach walk and a cakey thing, and tonight is dumplings! 😁
Exactly to all. I forget who said “I’m utterly and abjectly pissed off” but it summed up my state of mind!
Good news! Just got a phone call from work, the client found the missing $$$ (and from the sound of it it was $$$) so that’s a relief to say the least.
Change in the attitude of the carer lead was… a thing. But a cordial conversation was had and she’s taken me off that client, so all well there.
I’d put in an application to join a union this morning and I’ll keep on with it, as knowing aged care odds are that Something Will Happen.
But now I can do dinner tonight and really enjoy it, not just try and use it as a distraction!
Yipes - got a phone call on my break between clients - major shit has gone down at work.
Better not say too much even semi-anonymously, but it’s time-to-join-the-union-and-get-representation shit.
I see many phone calls in my future…
Oh poo. Thought I had the afternoon off tomorrow but the client is back sooner than we all thought.
I just hope they haven’t discharged her too soon…
Oooh nice.
Just filled the green bin with the grass that’s sprouted in the flower beds, and haven’t even touched the back section around the lemon tree or the front.
Joining the Odd Sleep club - kept on stirring awake every hour or so, with weird dreams the last couple of times.
The one that did me in the end was dreaming I went to a once off client (I work in aged care) and first of all the car wouldn’t move and I was somehow blocking both lanes, then when I got there the client thought he was having heart problems and we agreed we’d wait and see what happened and yeah, if he wanted to finish his electronics project go for it, it’d soothe him whereas I know damned well from first aid training and personal experience that when in doubt you Call The Fucking Ambulance. So basically I couldn’t get back to sleep for going WTAF, plus the cats both using my shoulders as pillows.
Eventually got up and turned on the heater because my face was freezing - took a while for the cats to figure it out but now Zooks is on my lap on the couch. Sammi is probably being a mini-potat in the bed
You too huh? And to think I used to be a night owl.