And then there were Two

I am up so early, but then I am not sleeping like i was, too much on my mind, i think.

I only made it a couple of hours at work yesterday before I had to come home, I just couldn't make it any further. I am going to have to give up my pride and get a wheelchair, I haven't so far in the hopes that there would be help for me in the near future, and while I still cling to the small amount of hope that I will be strong enough to walk again after the surgery, it is too far from now to continue like this. I do have one in my office that was loaned to me by a friend, but it was apparantly used by a very, very, very large person, hell, it is so heavy i can't even make the wheels turn on it. It will not fit easily through the already wide doorways at work. So, I suppose today, I will ask H to go rent one for me. Ugh. My arms seem to be as weak as my legs, so it will be interesting to see if I can get myself around that way. I really have no idea.

D is moving out this weekend. Strangely enough, I am sorry to see her go. I really thought that we would have problems when she moved in, but there have been none, other than I have rarely gotten to see her. I will miss her. She is leaving both of her kitties, and that makes me very happy. It will help her out, I think, and it will help them out, I think, (the kitties) and it will definitely help me out. I have fallen in love with both the little eating, sleeping, vomiting, shitting, purring, loving little hairballs. They have brought life back into this house that hasn't been here since my Snowman died, and it really is helpful to me to have something other than myself to focus on at this rotten time in my life. So, I am quite grateful to her for that. Plus, she is gone so much, and works and runs so much, that I know they would be so lonely living with her, and they are very happy kitties here. Even CrazyDog doesn't mind them. :)

And that is all the interesting happenings in my life. Later.