Shredded Toilet Paper on the Bed
Sep. 26th, 2025 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Zara is picking at her food. I’ll need to give her one of the appetite-enhancing meds, which usually work well. I wonder, though, if she’s just wearing out. But her labs were good, and the vet said that she was spry for a 16-year-old cat.
She did eat her food last night. I’ll keep an eye on her.
I forgot that I had to look presentable to pick up my work laptop, and I was wearing my grungy jeans. I dumped clothes into the dryer to have something to change into.
My performance review at work went well. I was focusing too much on the negatives, but my boss said that she thought things were going well.
Then I went and got the new work laptop. I had a slightly wrong address, but was able to connect with the IT person, and the laptop works. And they gave me a new docking station, so that should fix any problems that I’m having. (It did.) I was hungry when I got home, so I had some cereal. I told work that I should be back by 3, so I need to go up and log on.
Freaking tired again. I didn't get to bed early after all. I have a voice lesson tonight, but I might just crash out afterward. Though I need to figure out what to wear to the concert tomorrow.
Yay. I got my system at work up and running.
Ack. Oliver ran into Zara’s room when I went in for the lesson. I finally got him out, but the dogs were picking on him, so I opened the door and he ran back in. Then I brought his carrier in and he ran into it, and I put the carrier outside, and unlatched the door. It seemed to work; I didn’t hear any mayhem.
The voice lesson was good, but I was tired and it showed.
I forgot to mention that the box in which my recycled paper toilet paper came in fell apart, and toilet paper rolls went every which way. The dogs are in heaven. There are some rolls in the bedroom that they are "killing". And shredded toilet paper on the bed.
Got some of my groceries in. I’ll get the rest in the morning.
I got the estimate for the fence. Now I’m pondering a five-foot fence rather than a six-foot fence. It still will be a foot taller than what I have.
Fed us all and took the dogs out. I'm just waiting for my pajamas to dry. (The joys of getting older. I've been leaking urine when I first wake up with a full bladder. I just ordered some of those pads, sigh.) They're done, so I'll wend my way to bed.