Bugeyedmonster's Stomping Grounds

Before the pandemic, I had (on and off) looked for full-time work with benefits.  (At this time, I am not sure with whom I had mentioned any job searching.  It could have been a previous admin.)  

It's been a busy last couple of weeks. Or at least since *Black Friday*. (Cue ominous Spanish Inquisition music for Black Friday.)

Mom had two doctor's appointments this week, plus last week I had to work overnight and was working on Black Friday. I haven't had much time to do much on line.

Sigh, I can hardly wait until the Christmas season ends.

Four cats have also shown up at/near my door step. Two have allowed me to get near them, the other two run off. The two that run off; one solid black and one is gray and white.

Of the two that let me get close; one is a small very friendly kitten who loves attention, knows what a litter box is for, and plays with the toys my cats ignore. The other is a gray multi female (who may be pregnant.) The gray female is very shy, and won't let me touch her. She will eat food I put out. She's also a very good mouser. She caught a mouse that was trying to get into one of the vents under the house.

But it's funny when I have the door open. She looks at the doorway like she *really* wants inside, and then at me like she's debating. "i wantz inside but i haz to go past strange hoomin..." So far desire to be inside has not won out over her fear of having to go past me.

I called the local ASPCA and they told me I have to go all the way to the shelter on Westmoreland to file a found animal report. (This would be a 45 minute drive one way from where I live and I've never driven that far either.) Sigh... why don't they have somewhere I can do this online?

At least I filed a report with Petfinder dot com.

mY CAT... oops sorry my cat Thomas put the capslock on. My cat Thomas is doing better. Finally over his stomach infection/inflammation. Thankfully, as he needs to get his shots. And so does Mariah.

Tomorrow is my last pottery class for this semester. I am not ready! I want more lab time!

Also had a co-worker, S, have a bad situation come up.

Okay, S. and her hubby sold their house. They have been planning to move. He to Marshall and she wants to stay in Dallas. She says that their divorce has been 6 years coming in their 7 year marriage. She said he was surprised at her saying she wants a divorce. He has three kids yet he's not a loving father. (She actually tried to set me up with him because he doesn't care for kids and I don't have any. I was like, "what?" and "but I don't wanna be the rebound date" and "hey, I still wouldn't mind having kids one day")

Anyway, he's been sick for about a month with a low grade fever. He's had tests (I don't know exactly what.) Thursday S was a bit out of her usual work ability. (She's usually fast and accurate.) Her soon to be ex-hubby has Stage 4 cancer. She was saying she wanted him gone but she didn't want him dead. (Poor S.)

So she might decide to move back to her home country because it would be easier for her to manage the three kids with help from the relatives than if she stayed here. She has a lot of friends here, but S says it would be easier to get her relatives to help out with the kids rather than her friends. Her hubby might also want to go back because he would rather be around his family members if he is dying.

Okay, I'll admit a tiny part of me went selfish and so wanted to say, "But you can't leave us when we're so shorthanded!"

Sigh... I hope things go well for her. I can't help but to think that this is going to be the hardest on the three kids. I mean, okay maybe their dad doesn't really care for them, but I'm sure that they still love him. (Well, she told me that the oldest said to her, "Mom, dad's not a very good dad.")

Poopy.