It was truly a weekend of ups and downs.
UP: Fluffy Frederick! - DOWN: The Shit Gets Real
Friday afternoon, my next door neighbors texted me in near panic. They are a gloriously flamboyant gay couple and were leaving for a weekend of pride weddings and fun in New Orleans and their cat sitter had canceled last minute. They wanted to know if I could come feed their beloved Frederick until Monday (today).
Well. I adore that cat. He’s the most stunning and gorgeous ball of squish-face Persian floof you’ve ever seen. I nearly jumped at the chance to care for a love on that creature…until he had poop issues by Saturday afternoon.
Poop issues that stuck to his long, glorious fur in the back!!
And he would NOT let me touch him back there!
I spent the weekend checking up and feeding and loving on this poor sweet creature who had feces matted in the back that would just NOT. LET. GO.
I texted the guys, who I could see by their posts on FB were having the time of their lives, but I needed to let them know what was happening because I couldn’t let them come home to see this ass-disaster on their precious, long-haired (snow white fur, mind you!) creature. GOD. It was awful.
And - gasp - the poor guy had been sitting on the furniture. The pink velvet sofa! Their BED! Holy literal SHIT.
I tried to wipe things down. I tried desperately to get Frederick to let me wipe his ass. He would absolutely run away. I wasn’t about to give him a bath as he was already in distress. I did the best I could, guys. I really did.
But I won’t be surprised if I never, ever get invited over to their apartment again!
UP: The Birthday Lunch - DOWN: …That Never Happened!
Yesterday was my brother’s birthday.
As you know, I’ve been talking with my mom daily because it’s been giving me comfort during this time of confusion and concern about my “new” self after injury. We’d made plans that I’d drive the hour to their place and then we’d go to lunch at 1:30 and I’d drive the hour back home. I know that doesn’t seem like a big deal, but right now…driving that long somewhere and having a lunch and driving back is just about all I can handle. I have about three good hours of “doing stuff” in me at a time right now.
I was very excited to go and I was also excited to give my brother a large chunk of cash as a bonus congratulations for getting a new teaching gig in the fall. It was supposed to help him with his move out of my parents’ house (that’s another story) and into a new place a little closer to where I live.
To make this really long story short, I’ll copy and paste a text I sent to [Athena] earlier this morning:
Ugh. It was my brother’s birthday, so I drove the hour + specifically so we could all have lunch at 1:30. Having lunch and then driving the hour back home is all I can handle lately (3 hours is about my window).
When I got there, it was chaos and my brother didn’t even know where he wanted to go. My SIL was at her waitress job and my dad wanted to go to her restaurant to see IF she could take a break and join us. It became so difficult and my niece was just being a sweet and excited 3-year old but it was overwhelming!
Finally, at 2:45 (!!!!), when my SIL shows up and we STILL weren’t even AT a place to go eat, I said I needed to go home.
The worst part is, I could tell they were disappointed in me and I ended up apologizing several times, but FUCK! I went home, starving, sad, and seething.
AND feeling like shit and needing a nap but too upset to nap!
I AM NOT WELL YET! I am so mad, but I don’t want to be mad and upset. 🙁🙁🙁
Also, I didn’t even get a “thanks for the cash” from my brother.
Ugh.
UP: Got His Attention - DOWN: Can’t Seem to Keep It!
Saturday night, [Athena] had invited me to the last hurrah of an amazing restaurant in town. It was meaningful to both of us in different ways. [Athena] had spent evenings there on dates over the last 20 years and I had only recently discovered the pleasures of this fancy, fancy place and was head-over-heels in love with it.
We were both sad that the place was closing, but also thought it would be a wonderful opportunity to ceremoniously toast goodbye to the old…and hello to the new us (as we are both going through our own transformations).
I also decided to wear something super slinky and sexy as the restaurant calls for dressing and I was feeling quite well and could use a total fancy evenging.
I felt so well, as a matter of fact, that before I left for dinner, I snapped a full-length photo of myself in the mirror with my low-low cut LBD in a kinda sassy pose.
AND I was so pleased with the photo that I sent it to Dr. D, asking him if this particular low-cut dress beat out the snakeskin (a dress I know he particularly likes).
His reply was, “Damnation.”
I loved that. I REALLY got his attention because he started texting me like crazy from his house in Colorado where he was spending the weekend…even sending me a selfie.
I thought maybe I was finally making headway back into the realm of possibly going on a date with him in the very near future.
Alas, I have heard only cricket chirps since then.
Something has GOT to truly get his attention!
Still, the dinner with [Athena] was amazing and that’s the true important part.
So there you go…some highlights and lowlights. There was more to the weekend, but I’m gonna leave it at that for now.
xox,
GS
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