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Kind of a Depressing Day
Jun. 12th, 2014 10:50 pmWhoever had been eating the cat food that I left out on the deck stopped eating it as of Saturday. I called Animal Control (they were closed Mon. - Wed.), and she wasn't brought in. So no more cute kitty :( I hope that she's okay. I tried, I really did.
In some ways that will help though because it would be helpful to know if I'm going to move to Lincoln before considering another pet. Bloomington has a limit on three cats or dogs in a household, and I don't know if a service dog would count towards that limit or not. I don't know what's more important: Harlee's need for a companion (and she won't be around forever, unfortunately) or my possible need for a service dog to get me out of bed in the morning. Lincoln doesn't appear to have any limit on pets (and the other librarian has three cats and a dog, I think).
I just feel like holing up in Lincoln and never leaving...which would be bad for my career, but might be good for me. I need some downtime and stability.
I complained to my doctor on Monday about oversleeping because of the meds, and he cut the dose of my antidepressant in half. Well, now I feel like curling up in a ball and crying. I'll give it through the weekend in case that I am feeling withdrawal symptoms, but this doesn't bode well. Crap. I'm getting tired of dealing with this type of thing.
Anyone have any sort of upbeat news?
And now I have the hiccups....Oy.
In some ways that will help though because it would be helpful to know if I'm going to move to Lincoln before considering another pet. Bloomington has a limit on three cats or dogs in a household, and I don't know if a service dog would count towards that limit or not. I don't know what's more important: Harlee's need for a companion (and she won't be around forever, unfortunately) or my possible need for a service dog to get me out of bed in the morning. Lincoln doesn't appear to have any limit on pets (and the other librarian has three cats and a dog, I think).
I just feel like holing up in Lincoln and never leaving...which would be bad for my career, but might be good for me. I need some downtime and stability.
I complained to my doctor on Monday about oversleeping because of the meds, and he cut the dose of my antidepressant in half. Well, now I feel like curling up in a ball and crying. I'll give it through the weekend in case that I am feeling withdrawal symptoms, but this doesn't bode well. Crap. I'm getting tired of dealing with this type of thing.
Anyone have any sort of upbeat news?
And now I have the hiccups....Oy.
