Flip The Toilet Paper
Madona is currently seeking a new assistant. If I had a facebook account I would have to change our relationship status. She is presently back at the shelter along with her favorite blanket, observation tower and assorted toys.
The reason for the status change was not because she ate any plant that was within her considerable domain (and not a cactus), tons of cat hair in everything or occasional blood letting. I just couldn’t take the constant sneezing. Mine, not hers.
Actually, it was a combination of perfectly normal siamese cat behavior, including a bad attitude.
What I actually need in the way of companionship is a real support dog, trained to gently demand some attention when they sense that I am triggered. That dog would be getting a lot of attention.
I have the tools I need to unwind the mainspring, what I’m still struggling with is recognizing when I’m spinning up soon enough to stop running down rabbit holes. I am getting better at that but still have a ways to go.
Meanwhile, the weather is perfect for a drive to Anchorage for my second cataract surgery. This process has required so many trips to Anchorage that I’m actually looking forward to it. I’ve got so many books on Audible that I may have to keep up the routine just to hear them all. I just finished “The Time Traveler’s Wife” and am working on “Ringworld” and “Welcome to the Universe”. Good stuff!
Fortunately, this leaves little time for politics.
BTW, if you don’t get the toilet paper reference you probably don’t live with a cat. Just ask someone that does.
So far I've reached acceptable proficiency at the following, in chronological order: Silversmith, infantryman/door gunner, helicopter pilot, fireman, carpenter, residential contractor, FAA Air Traffic Control Specialist and crotchety old retired guy. Currently, I'm learning to fly again and that is what this is all about. 7/7/2020 edit: As I have had the opportunity to reflect (old people do that a lot) on my actual proficiency level at the above occupations, I feel adjustments are in order. The term "acceptable" depends on the observer, their own proficiency and experience level. Acceptable to me might be woefully deficient to the master. I think it would be more accurate to claim that I have earned a living wage at all of these occupations but never got rich. Actually, I feel that I have gotten rich at the last one. I have what I need and am profoundly grateful for all of it. The future looks bright indeed, as I have learned to fly again. For that I have all of you to thank. Thank You!
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