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It has been 6 years since I started this blog. It remains "live" because I know that there is someone else out there who can relate to what I felt during that time. Who knows how many people get dumped everyday, the numbers must be high. We live in a " Me-me-me" world where respect and truth have diminished as good character traits in favor of shallow and selfish behavior. I just want to share with you that there is light on the other side. That recovery is a slow process to allow you to come out whole and healthier. We all deserve love. None of us deserve to be treated like something you trade in. Take the time you need to heal, you will be stronger for it.

into the light

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Unpacking and assorted chores

Yeah!
The kitchen is finished. I hung a few pictures, unpacked the last bathroom box. All that is left is the living room..and that is waiting for a handy person's help. Either wood glue or nails, and some shelf support. I suspect will need a drill. ( and I am not buying anything else..over spent as it is just for the curtains, household items, etc.) I did finally find a utensil/silverware holder. That was just a plain silly search.
Gilly is spending his third day under the covers of my bed. I am not sure if this is depression, but he is not eating like he used to either. He wakes up at night and climbs on and off my lap. I cracked a window (despite cold and rain) last night, and he sat on the sill for a while. I am not sure what to do if he does not come out of this. My being at work for the next 4 days is likely to make it worse, not better.  I need a cat shrink..sigh.
I know..I am not producing the same sort of blog as before. I am trying to move on with my life, and talking about him would keep me in the same place. I only hope that he is taking good care of the other cats. I know he said that raz was enjoying the wide open spaces( with a picture) ..but the look on Raz's face was not a happy one..he looked pissed off or sad.  I wish I could have brought him. I am sure that Gilly's depression would not be present if he had a friend still. I might have to give in and ask about how much more it would cost to have another cat here.

yack more later..
K