I cannot seem to fit garden work, home canning, time spent outdoors now that it is FINALLY FINALLY warm out, and oh yeah, my actual JOB, without feeling as though I’m not giving the kitties any attention. They’re being super needy.
Also, I have to figure out how to catproof our window AC units so that Girl Kitty who is very destructive does not dig through the accordion-foldy things that make it fit in the window, and leap out and run away. We live on the second floor. This would be Bad. She is going to be Unhappy that her prime Cat TV viewing window is going to be taken up with an AC unit. But it’s getting into the 90s, and I can’t leave windows open more than a crack unless we’re supervising them (they claw at the screens; also, not a solution while we are at work because crime). Yesterday she tried to eat the fan. SIGH.
There were little beetles on the raspberries I picked last night and some of them flew away, but not all, so I had to kill two little beetles.
I also got attacked by mosquitoes while I was picking raspberries, but I don’t react as badly to Maryland mosquitoes as Philly mosquitoes, so this is truly a tiny complaint.
Pinterest introducing ‘report medical misinformation’ and removing anti-vaxx content was a huge improvement to my life. No many so many people end up vaccine hesitant- just from pinning recipes and nutrition info, I got tons of recommended anti vaxx pins recommended. >.<
This is a bigger complaint now: contractors are done for the day and they removed the flooring under the washer/dryer, which are now located in the utility room. I think we’ll have to go to a laundromat tomorrow.
Smallest complaint possible. My love had a few beers and some of the pizza I made, then promptly passed out on my shoulder and is lightly snoring. It’s still early and I’m not sleepy, but she’s so gorgeous and being close to her is awesome. So yeah, I guess the complaint is my left arm is asleep along with her
My son (almost 4) is the same way. The other day, I told him I needed him to play by himself for 10 minutes while I got his things together for summer camp, to which he replied, “You hurt my feelings.” He was excited to see his friends again the first day of camp, but now he’s once again saying he doesn’t want to go to school; he wants to be with Mommy and Daddy. We just got back from an international trip where for the last 2.5 weeks, I spent every day all day with him and co-slept with him at night. He’s resisting the return to our normal routine.
People tell me kids aren’t this way for long, that soon enough the kid will want to have nothing to do with his parents. But the current style of love-bomb parenting is different from the past (not a bad thing); I hope he’ll always want to be close to us. But I do look forward to peeing and showering by myself without a fight.
As annoying as it is to have to explain to someone that a 12lb cat can hold off a 20lb fox who doesn’t particularly want it for dinner a hell of a lot easier than a 40lb coyote who very much does, the number of missing pet flyers around a grassland biking trail near me is worse. It’s been advertised all over the city that coyotes have taken the grasslands this year (this is a grassland preserve that butts up against a state park so we’re not talking urban wildlife, and it’s pretty normal for it to rotate between fox and coyote territory every few years), and that people in the areas backing up to it should keep their cats/small dogs indoors when they can’t supervise, but it seems to go right over a lot of people’s heads. Their (mostly cats) just have to go out hunting mice/birds/all the things that they aren’t supposed to be allowed to go out hunting anyway. And I particularly detest the ‘oh, my cat can just climb to safety’ excuse that keeps getting spouted. Once you’re past the row of backyard fences, none of which are higher than 5ft–well within coyote jumping range–it’s a grassland preserve. Climb what?
