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So, I finally did what (I believe) was the last of my kitty-shopping yesterday. Well, the last of the stuff I need anyway. ^_^ I have litter box -- the self-cleaning kind (I'll let you know how that works out... -.-;;;) -- litter scoop, litter, mat to go under the litter box (yes I'm a little obsessed with not wrecking the place, whydoyouask?), food, and food bowls. That last is what took me so damned long. Every time I contemplate using something of Lilly's for Gabriel... it makes me wince, just a bit. But mostly, I think I'll be happy to have her "presence", as it were, back in my life. Even if it's only by seeing her kitty furniture again. But for some stupid reason, the thought of using her food bowls for Gabriel made me wince way more than a little bit. As in, every time I thought about it I had to fight off tears. *twitch* Even to the point of having to ignore the two bowls I bought for her when I saw them in Petsmart. *sigh* The logic... it escapes me. So, I bought two new bowls for him. *shrug* Of all the items I could have flubbed over, at least bowls are inexpensive. ^_^ And thus, BTW, the icon. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find a nice cat bowl? O_o;;; Most of them are hideous. The ones I got were at least moderately cute. *shrug*
Why is this all so important?
I'm bringing Gabriel home today!!!
*bouncebouncebounce*
^_____^
So, naturally, last night I did not sleep right. *sweatdrop* Because I was excited? Because I was having a last minute case of guilty-nerves? Because it was warm enough that I borderline needed an AC (This last, of course, being most likely -- I don't sleep well when the temp in my room is above 60... and it was 67 when I woke up this morning. :-P ^_^)? I don't know. What I do know is that I was tossing and turning most of the night and even with DST in effect, I woke up before 8 AM. O_o;;; On a day I don't work. But here's the weird thing... I have a touch lamp next to my bed. You touch it, it turns on. You touch it again it gets brighter -- it's a three-setting bulb. ^_^ When I first got the lamp, Lilly figured this out awful quick. *mutters affectionately* Clever little brat. ^_^ She also figured out that if she turned on the lamp to its brightest setting, I would often wake up. She would then proceed to ignore me or demand whatever attention she decided she wanted at 2 AM. O_o;;; Thank goodness, this phase only lasted a week and then she got bored with it.
Why do I bring this up? Well, the first time I woke up this morning (circa 7:30 AM)... the lamp was on. I kid you not. I know I turned it off last night. And it's set on my bedside table so that careless flailing on my part won't turn it on -- I actually have to roll over and reach for it. And in three years of having said lamp, I've never managed to turn it on by accident while sleeping. So, why was it on this morning?
*blinks*
I'm sure there are a thousand logical reasons for how that lamp got switched on last night. I choose to accept none of them. I choose to think Lilly was visiting last night. You see, at every step along the way of this process of getting a new kitty, every time I start getting a massive case of the guilts... she manages to send me a sign that she's still here with me. *watery laugh* I can almost see it now... She's up in Heaven, harassing my grandma to make her yet another pot of chicken soup ^_^, sees me feeling guilty, sighs, thinks, "Why did I have to adopt the one that needs so much extra looking after? Maybe I should warn the new guy about what he's getting himself into...", pauses, snickers, "Nah, it'll be more fun to watch him suffer.", wanders down and turns on my lamp, waits until I wake up, pats me on the head, goes back to grandma to get her chicken soup. ^____^
I could so see that happening. ^_^ *mentally snugs on the Lilly*
*sigh* Ah well. I guess I should finish my prepping before I go pick up the little monster. ^_^ *waves* Ja ne!
Why is this all so important?
I'm bringing Gabriel home today!!!
*bouncebouncebounce*
^_____^
So, naturally, last night I did not sleep right. *sweatdrop* Because I was excited? Because I was having a last minute case of guilty-nerves? Because it was warm enough that I borderline needed an AC (This last, of course, being most likely -- I don't sleep well when the temp in my room is above 60... and it was 67 when I woke up this morning. :-P ^_^)? I don't know. What I do know is that I was tossing and turning most of the night and even with DST in effect, I woke up before 8 AM. O_o;;; On a day I don't work. But here's the weird thing... I have a touch lamp next to my bed. You touch it, it turns on. You touch it again it gets brighter -- it's a three-setting bulb. ^_^ When I first got the lamp, Lilly figured this out awful quick. *mutters affectionately* Clever little brat. ^_^ She also figured out that if she turned on the lamp to its brightest setting, I would often wake up. She would then proceed to ignore me or demand whatever attention she decided she wanted at 2 AM. O_o;;; Thank goodness, this phase only lasted a week and then she got bored with it.
Why do I bring this up? Well, the first time I woke up this morning (circa 7:30 AM)... the lamp was on. I kid you not. I know I turned it off last night. And it's set on my bedside table so that careless flailing on my part won't turn it on -- I actually have to roll over and reach for it. And in three years of having said lamp, I've never managed to turn it on by accident while sleeping. So, why was it on this morning?
*blinks*
I'm sure there are a thousand logical reasons for how that lamp got switched on last night. I choose to accept none of them. I choose to think Lilly was visiting last night. You see, at every step along the way of this process of getting a new kitty, every time I start getting a massive case of the guilts... she manages to send me a sign that she's still here with me. *watery laugh* I can almost see it now... She's up in Heaven, harassing my grandma to make her yet another pot of chicken soup ^_^, sees me feeling guilty, sighs, thinks, "Why did I have to adopt the one that needs so much extra looking after? Maybe I should warn the new guy about what he's getting himself into...", pauses, snickers, "Nah, it'll be more fun to watch him suffer.", wanders down and turns on my lamp, waits until I wake up, pats me on the head, goes back to grandma to get her chicken soup. ^____^
I could so see that happening. ^_^ *mentally snugs on the Lilly*
*sigh* Ah well. I guess I should finish my prepping before I go pick up the little monster. ^_^ *waves* Ja ne!
