It's been a busy day. I took Abby in for her last round of childhood (kittenhood?) vaccines. Then I ran errands, rushed home to get Elyssa from school, ran back with her to Michaels, then home for Jen to pick her up, then I worked for an hour or so on my healthcare application. The running was necessitated by Elyssa's babysitter's tummy virus.
The application work was necessitated by a government website error that decided that, with an income of $1000 a month, I could afford $475 for health insurance. I had to delete my application and start again. It's a small price to pay if the check I just wrote for COBRA tonight is my last.
Abby did fine. She weighs 5 1/2 pounds now, and is long and lean just like Hunter. I'll take her in for neutering in early January, hopefully before she goes into heat the first time. June says she's completely health now, eyes and nose are clear. And does she ever hate riding in the car, poor baby!
A Widow's Christmas - Enough Said
Elyssa and I had a good time shopping. It was fun watching her see all the Christmas things in Michaels. I enjoyed the grandma time. And I confirmed that I'm planning the perfect thing for her for Christmas.
I'm enjoying some of the Christmas stuff this year, but the music is still tough. I keep hearing Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, and no matter which words they play, the ones I hear are the original ones Judy Garland sang. So far I haven't actually cried in any stores. So I'm doing a little better this year. But grumpy cat still sums up the season for me. Apologies for the language, but it's perfect.
Someday soon, we all will be together, if the fates allow. Until then, we'll have to muddle through somehow. So have yourself a merry little Christmas now.
Muddling my way through without you,