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New cat; business as usual
Some progress with Glasgow, who has now been given the nickname, "Little Bit" because she weighs next to nothing. The vet said five point three pounds, but I don't believe it. It's like lifting a furry balloon.
And that's the progress: she can be picked up and held. She doesn't like it, but she doesn't try to kill anyone, either. Only the barest hint of claws as she gets herself settled in to put up with the cuddling. She's started doing normal things while we are nearby: grooming herself, eating, looking around. She's still not happy about a lot of interaction, but she settles into it well enough.
There was no huge Irish dance dress rush up to St. Patrick's day, so I"m not coming out of it super stressed. Lots of activity - the kids performed nearly every day last week - but it was all manageable. I'm going into the coming week feeling pretty good. The school always takes the week after S.P.'s day off from dance classes so there's that to look forward to. Meals at home, no extra hour-and-a-half drive to and from Kansas every damn day.
For a variety of reasons - one of which is not yet publically known but will be hard to hide in about sixteen weeks, if you know what I mean - Driscoll will not be sending any teams to Oireachtas this year. The school has several dancers that have qualified individually, but they'll be doing their own thing and there won't be a big project of school dresses in the run-up --- meaning a more relaxed autumn than we've had in for-friggin'-ever. That also means Thanksgiving at home. I'm am very grateful for that.
Seamlyne is caught up. Lots of orders, but none behind. We are on schedule. That hasn't happened in a while.
Day job is day job. Our primary client has turned out to be insanely bad at running his business, and our billing has suffered for it. He's lost millions in bad financing deals and unwise expenditures like a $750,000 Christmas party after their first year, with no savings in the bank. There's another up-and-coming project for a client in Kentucky - a dealership with Real Money - that will do us well if we don't fuck it up. The adage "work like you're showing off" has never been more apropos.
And that's the progress: she can be picked up and held. She doesn't like it, but she doesn't try to kill anyone, either. Only the barest hint of claws as she gets herself settled in to put up with the cuddling. She's started doing normal things while we are nearby: grooming herself, eating, looking around. She's still not happy about a lot of interaction, but she settles into it well enough.
There was no huge Irish dance dress rush up to St. Patrick's day, so I"m not coming out of it super stressed. Lots of activity - the kids performed nearly every day last week - but it was all manageable. I'm going into the coming week feeling pretty good. The school always takes the week after S.P.'s day off from dance classes so there's that to look forward to. Meals at home, no extra hour-and-a-half drive to and from Kansas every damn day.
For a variety of reasons - one of which is not yet publically known but will be hard to hide in about sixteen weeks, if you know what I mean - Driscoll will not be sending any teams to Oireachtas this year. The school has several dancers that have qualified individually, but they'll be doing their own thing and there won't be a big project of school dresses in the run-up --- meaning a more relaxed autumn than we've had in for-friggin'-ever. That also means Thanksgiving at home. I'm am very grateful for that.
Seamlyne is caught up. Lots of orders, but none behind. We are on schedule. That hasn't happened in a while.
Day job is day job. Our primary client has turned out to be insanely bad at running his business, and our billing has suffered for it. He's lost millions in bad financing deals and unwise expenditures like a $750,000 Christmas party after their first year, with no savings in the bank. There's another up-and-coming project for a client in Kentucky - a dealership with Real Money - that will do us well if we don't fuck it up. The adage "work like you're showing off" has never been more apropos.