In transition....

New posts shortly, as soon as I get my head above these boxes!!

I guess that's why they call it "The Blues."

So here I sit...alone, in a very empty, lonely house. Mr. Whoo, CindyLou, and the Bean are moved out and already in our new home city, while I sit here on my air mattress, waiting for my sentence to end. As a part of the agreement I reached with my current employer, I am being forced to serve one more term as indentured servant while OtherDoc takes his annual 2 week vacation. It has been a very rough week. The day that the house was finally packed, and Mr. Whoo and the kids had left for new city, my old, fat, girl kitty died. I have half a mind to think that she realized that we were moving again, and was going to be damned certain that she didn't have to go through it again, but it doesn't make it any easier. I found her curled up in her bed, as though she were sleeping, but when I touched her back, she was cold and stiff. She was old, and fat, but I just wasn't prepared to lose her just yet. The fact that I found her dead the same day that the rest of my family had left me alone in the house did not help matters one little bit. Poor Kitty. Poor me.

True to form, I have been inordinately busy, so I haven't much time to contemplate staying in our house all alone. I can't help but wandering through the empty rooms when I finally do get home, remembering all of the times when the rooms were full of us, our stuff, and our memories. Now, all that remains are those memories and faint impressions of furniture upon the carpet. I am alone, with my sole surviving kitty, an air mattress, a laptop, and a new set of books (The Sookie Stackhouse series). I thank God for the interwebs, facebook, and hulu. I have been watching reruns of "Dead Like Me" on hulu. If you haven't seen the series, I highly recommend it. It is a very cute show (despite the fact that it is about Grim Reapers and Death and the like.) I miss my babies, and tear up every time I hear their sweet baby voices on the phone. I miss my family so much that it hurts, and I can't wait to start the next chapter.

I have some hair-raising work stories percolating at the moment, and will post them within the next few days. It appears as though I will be going out of this job with a bang rather than a whimper. I have but a week left in my current position, a new horizon looms ever more brightly in front of me. I can't wait to share my newest adventures with all of you.