The Little Things

Sometimes it's the little things that mean the world to me.

Monday night we had a horrible wind storm in town. It sounded like the house was in the Dyson. I turned over in the bed and was so happy to see Quill in his old spot on his wobbie next to me.

Unless the door was shut, with Greyson firmly on the other side, Quill had given up his spot to Greyson. He was spending his nights under the bed or at the end of the bed. Meanwhile Greyson was sprawled in his old spot.

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty that Greyson had booted him out of his spot. I was taking time to make Quill feel welcome in the bed as often as I could. Secret meetings when we could snuggle like old times.

So when I saw he was scared and close to me I was so happy he felt safe there again.

A short time later Greyson came onboard. I thought Quill would move but instead Greyson tucked in next to him and they both stayed put.

They have been enjoying the bed with us ever since.  Greyson comes first and once he's out, Quill comes up.

My heart just soars when I hear Quill purring his way to sleep again beside me. I just love looking over and seeing both my boys with me. Sometimes it's the little things - sleeping alongside the big things - that make me happy.

So Ready

I have been working on this project for awhile at work and I can see the end in my sights. I am so ready for it to be over. Sometimes you just want to be in to something new and different.

I have been in my job for a year and I still feel like each project is something totally new to learn. I like learning new things. Even on the hardest day - I still am so grateful for my job. I love writing. I love working from home. I love my furry co-workers.

Still I know the next job I want is to be able to write things I truly care about. Write stories that change the way people think - maybe make them laugh or cry.

I can't wait for the day I get to sit down at my desk as a (well paid) writer. It's so exciting to think about! I just hope it's not too far away.

Until then I will continue to be so happy for everything I have... and maybe plan for a little vacation. I think some time off might bring everything into focus.

Finally Friday

Friday I am so glad you're back! Boy have I missed you this week!

It has been a rough week at work. I am ready for the break. My best pal is coming to town and I am taking Monday off. Projects be darned.

The kitties have taken to a few rounds of wrestle mania in my office at about 9am every morning this week. I happen to have been on conference calls for each round.

I've had to scramble to shoo them out of the office - actually one of them - to calm things down.

Things always seem to start with a bath. One of them starts to give the other a bath - soon the licks become chews and then it's ON. This week things seem a bit more intense - but they both keep coming back for more. I decided to spray a little calming spray around all the hot spots. We'll see how it goes.

Next week is Quill's Birthday - at least the one I backed into. I can't believe my sweet boy is a year old already. In May it will be his Gotcha Day.

Between now and then there will be a sad anniversary. The day I lost my girl Finny. I still miss her so, but I am always comforted by the feeling she is here with me. I can't be sad for too long when I have two handsome kitty faces staring back at me with love.

Special

I was strolling through the grocery store the other day when I spied them. A whole display of lovely orchid plants.

I just love orchids. I had them all over my wedding, so many years ago. The are special to me. They're so delicate and yet sturdy too. Often they need a little support to stand tall and I think it's a nice reminder that we all need a little support sometimes.

Now, I love them - too much to take them home. Because I fear I am a killer - of plants. I do try to keep them healthy. I tend to be an overwaterer. Kill em with kindness is my motto.

Plus of course they are pricey and I have mentioned before I am a little cheap. I typically can't justify 20+ dollars for a plant.

So like every other time I see the bounty of loveliness - I headed right over to admire them. Then I saw the price. A 4.99 Easter blow-out. Seriously? Five bucks! Seriously!

So now I have a lovely orchid plant on the kitchen counter. Creamy white petals with bold pink centers. I am enjoying them so very much.

No special occasion - just life - and I'm seeing that is reason enough to treat yourself to something special. 

Settling In

Well the kittens are settling in to the routine together. I am so happy they are getting along so well. I was so worried. I tend to do that though. Worry.

It is such a useless activity. It doesn't fix any problem. If you believe in the idea the universe brings you what you think about the most - then it may actually be hurting things. It doesn't seem to make it any easier for me to stop it though.

Worrying is one of those activities I'd like to give up. Maybe take up faithing instead. I'd like to replace worry with believing that everything is as it should be. All part of the grand design.

Kitten

Well finally you get a real perk for reading this blog. 

First peek.

Better limber up your squee muscles.

Meet our Greyson. 

I'll be sharing all the details on my Housecat Confidential blog, but here's the low down. We scooped up Greyson last Monday. I had met him about two weeks before, but he had a very bad cold and was put in quarantine. 

He is about 4 months old. He is very friendly and playful. He likes to wrestle and therein lies my worry. He and Quill are getting along pretty well, but Quill isn't always sure how to take the little fella. 

I've never had two cats before, so I don't always know what is acceptable play and when things are getting a little too hot. Greyson will pounce Quill and then Quill gives chase and it usually ends in a wrestle. After awhile of that things seem to get a little hotter. When I put one in the cool zone they cry to get back together and play patty paws under the door.

Greyson is a frustrated squeaker (he squeaks at us too at times). So it's hard to tell if he's in trouble or just frustrated he can't get the upper paw. 

He is a bit bossy too, he likes to push Quill out of his dish and wants to share Quill's window posts. So I don't want to take away Quill's right to defend his status either.

Greyson seems to want to snuggle with Quill. Quill has given him some sweet licks. They are falling asleep closer and closer.  So I think things are working themselves out. Any advice is welcome, cause we really want it to work out.

Looking Ahead

I feel a little adrift right now. At first I was enjoying the lack of driving focus, but now it's starting to feel a little too unfocused.

I think I need to recenter myself and figure out where I need and want to go next in my life. I need to figure out the destination of the next phase of my life's journey.

I also need to trust in the path that will get me there. So often I want to see exactly where my next step will take me... usually before I take it.

I tend to be a worrier and spend too much of my mental energy focused on what could wrong. I want to change my focus and instead think about what can go right.

Time to hit my journal again and try to find my center and my focus. Reconnect with the core of myself and set my compass back to my True North.