So, I took Macaroni for a checkup the other day, and he is about Id say 95%. The 5% is what will drive my anxiety for the rest of his life. His kidneys will never be 100%. And while right now hes still 6ish years old, I fear this is gonna take a couple years of life from him, and i’m honestly tearing up now even writing this. He is such a friendly scaredy grumpy cat and i’m just gonna be scared for the poor baby cat for the rest of his life.
In other news. I don’t know. I’m definitely not 100% emotionally. Heck i’m probably not even at 50% But i putter. My birthday is in a week. I’ll be 40. This week is gonna be packed. I’m getting a new thermostat (I hope, I’m just paranoid about the wiring) on tuesday, Going to the casino on wednesday and taking the other cat to the vet on Thursday, and ill be busy all week, and ill probably be going to Ikea on Friday for board game shelves. I dunno. Wednesday should be fun, i hope.
The bumper on my car is a freaking unicorn. I found one but it has to be imported from overseas. 900 bucks. Good gracious, and it won’t be here until May. The car runs fine, I’ve driven it to Pittsburgh and back, the bumper is bound by the force (Duct tape)
I dunno. I’m just so blaise anymore.
So. Bye bye.