Last week my very active kitty knocked my TV off a 4 foot tall dresser ( maybe this furnituer is a "high boy"? not sure) The screen/glass did not break but the TV is inoperable Tonight, she knocked over a lamp and broke the shade. She is a young cat (big mistake to have a young cat in the first place) and needs a larger placel than I have.

The lamp event has really SET ME OFF. I feel like breaking things. I screamed at the cat! We have had a great relationship, love each other a lot! I feel like breaking things. My phone is designed so my face puts it on Mute or End, and so calls get cut off. (Can't unmute it b/c it hangs up.) I need this phone, because my hearing is slightly deaf and I can't hear other types of phones. This pone is the only, only, only one ANYWHERE that has major earpiece volume control.

Years ago, I wrote a poem called "The House Monster." Everywhere I've ever lived is a Monster. I get enraged because my place is so disorganized. I'm not a hoarder, but have too much stuff for a small 1 bedroom apt. Friends and counsel0rs says I need to get rid of some stuff. I have already gotten rid of 1/4 of my books; a nice glider rocker; all my watercolor paints and paper; now, the lamp that the cat broke, and a small table. I'm a writer and a musician. So I have a music rack (stand) and essentially a h ome office because I do computer stuff a lot.

I have to have surgery in a few weeks, so you can imagine how much time it takes up to go and have various tests and interviews. I sprained my thumb in june, finally went to physical th erapy, and have hand exercises I do 2x a day, about 20-25 minutes each time. It's a lot better, thankgoodness. I feel like throwing away everything I own.

Just venting. I really really really hate life. I mean it.