This is Tian. I have successfully talked my husband into letting me adopt her. She is about a year old and my buddy from work has offered to have her fixed as well as declawed. She has already had kittens so I am hoping she isn't wild. I have always wanted a black cat. I have had cats in the past but never for long. The last time it was Majesty. I had her when I met my husband and he really doesn't like cats. He is willing to sacrifice though and let me have her. I think she will for the most part stay out of his way. The girls have promised to help... We shall see how that goes. Hubby has reserved the right to get rid of her if it doesn't work out. I mean, we have to get along first. Right? LOL.
So Friday felt like punishment for me missing Wednesday and Thursday at work. The calls that came my way were absolutely horrible. It always gets me down. I am really rooting for hubby to finish this degree and more importantly, get a career going. I feel so trapped with my job. I mean, its ridiculous that I get paid really well to do the most repetitive and unsatisfactory things. I am the bread winner right now and with my pay and benefits, I would be an idiot to leave. Plus hubby has reiterated on numerous occasions that I need to get them to pay for my degree. With all my responsibilities, its going to take forever for me to finish school.
I am still excited about our trip. I am hoping cousin will agree to keep Paco for us for a few days. My friend who is giving me the cat is moving and she can only take one with her but she will keep Tian until we get home. Oh, and I want to change the cat's name too.
Hubby is gone to hang out with his friends again. Just like last Sunday. And for some reason today it made me feel like crap. I mean, if it wasn't for the few minutes at break and lunch at work or facebook, I don't think I'd have anyone to talk to. Where are all my friends? or better yet, what friends? I am just that lady with the 6 kids.
Oh well. Maybe that's why I really want the cat. Paco is a sweetie. My kids are great. I love my husband. And I have tons of acquaintances. A great paying job, my health, a roof over my head (though we are outgrowing the walls beneath), groceries are always there. What's to complain about, right?
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