I just bought a new car in February (after totalling my previous car in December on a slippery road), and last night, I hit and killed a deer. I'm actually more upset about killing the deer, but that's not to say I'm not ready to tear my hair out over this situation. My boyfriend hit and killed a deer himself not long ago. I can't believe all the crap that keeps happening in our lives! I can't wait to get out of the house because the kittens (three of them, all adorable, sweet and lovable) drive me crazy! It's not their fault; it's that my OCD doesn't deal well with their getting into everything, wanting petting, licking, curiosity, etc. Basically, the stuff kittens do. I love them, but my OCD can't handle it (it's hard enough dealing with the adult cats).
I'm wandering off-topic, sorry about that. So, I did something I can't believe: I told the insurance company that yes, I'll accept a rental car. My OCD doesn't like things other people have used, but I can't bear the idea of being stuck in this house!
On top of everything, my legs and feet are swollen, probably from all the walking I did the other day, or it could just as easily be from the lack of walking I do. My foot was killing me the other day but I kept walking on it, because I was so grateful to be in a bookstore and eating out with my boyfriend. However, the kittens have scratched my leg, and fluid is oozing out from the edema (water retention and swelling). I'll be seeing a doctor soon, so I can find out what's going on (like I don't already know... I don't take care of myself, don't exercise, eat too much bad food and sugar. I'm really hoping I don't have diabetes or anything serious that it's too late to get control of). I also have blood work to get done.
On top of everything, we have fleas from the cats and ants because of the mess.
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