...shut up and eat.
Menu du jour:
No Hum
So depression kicks in my shopping mechanism.
After a long depressing weekend, Sunday afternoon I went to the antique mall. Headed straight for the booth that has cast iron cookware. I bought three pieces. Two pans and a lid for the large one I already bought a few months ago. I spent about 100 bucks. That dug into my "hidden" money. I'd already been digging at it for a few days.
I haven't done my books so I don't know how much of a hole I've dug. It's not a good thing though. Not good at all. Granted I bought something that I can keep forever and will be incredibly useful- I don't regret having them- but maybe regret spending the money a bit. I don't get paid until next tuesday. I'm even trying to hold off on doing laundry until I get paid.
Switch is now allowed to roam my room on the floor, with supervision of course. It gives her more space and occupation. Hopefully it will make her a little happier. She seems to enjoy it. I'm also putting Galaxie to bed a little earlier so Switch can be out for a few hours at night instead of just two. I'm sure Switch isn't herself when she's in the cage all by herself. I wish I had more time in the day to spend with her.
The new hammies, Sasquatch and Chupacabra inherited little Patriot's wheel, so that now they have two wheels in their home. they are already using it. I haven't had the heart to clean out Patriot's cage yet. I plan on probably donating it to the shelter. Apparently I'm in no hurry.
My room feels emptier. It's like when you're in a room with a tv on, when it's on mute. You still know it's on. That's the hum I'm used to with my animals around (only more pleasant than a television). There's a lot less hum these past few days.
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