The first day is always the worst. No matter how brief the time is, I get used to rolling over and having her there. This morning, I rolled over and the bed was empty.
My cat start meowing for food as soon as I moved and was curled up next to me, but that is not the same.
I am trying to get some serious momentum going on the move to Canada, but it is slow going. So many hurdles and rules left to overcome or follow. I’m getting to the point of just saying, “F*ck it!” and moving, damn the consequences. But, of course, I cannot really do that—I have a pet and my health to consider.
It is so difficult to have this woman whom I love and cherish be so far away in both time and space.
Plus, I’ve been informed I have porches to paint and decks to seal—I’m needed!
Don't forget about the doors to hang, the lawn will need mowing, and the other things on the list. You're definitely needed ;)
ReplyDeleteAnd wanted. It's no fun waking up alone here either. But at least there's no cat hair or pee :)
I'm assuming you mean cat pee... cause if you've completely outlawed urine in your house Liz... well let's just say you'll be lacking for house guests. And your neighbours will probably start to complain. =)
ReplyDeleteJohn, you made need to pack an outhouse
All those in favor of just saying "flick" it and moving to Canada, please join the line forming behind me! Life is too short to live it poorly. I'd rather you be with M and happy than staying here and being practical!
ReplyDeleteLove from Yer Mom