Yesterday ended up being a throw away day. Reasons why I drink and party on a Friday night and not Saturday night. At least I can throw away one weekend day without feeling guilty. I still have all of today to do things. Plus since B works on Saturdays I felt even less guilty that I didn't do anything. By the time she got home I was mostly recuperated and was able to give her attention. I did run a couple of errands in the morning including bringing her lunch. But after lunch, I laid down on the couch, watched a couple of TV shows and took a 2 hour nap. Very enjoyable. I finished packing for my trip tomorrow somewhere in there too.
When B got home she was upset. I saw her arms and knew what happened. One of the damn cats at her work went ballistic and attacked her all over. She has scratches up and down both arms. Really sucks too because she told me she had been having a great day up until that happened. I decided to make her feel better by going against my own nature and taking her out for dinner on a Saturday night. We went to Chili's because she likes it. It was packed and we waited about 30 minutes for a table, but it made her happy.
Got home and tried to introduce the cats to each other. Yeah, that went over like a lead balloon. We are going to try again today but if last night was any example, it's going to be an uphill climb getting them to like each other. To make it easy, I went in the other room with one while the other got to explore for the first time.
Went to bed around 10:30. Today we have a dress appointment in the city. Yes, I am going with her because she doesn't want to try and go into the city on her own and she doesn't have enough female friends that she feels comfortable inviting along. Hence, I go with her. We have to be up there by noon which is why I am up early on a Sunday. I am actually looking forward to this, but I know she isn't. I think she will have fun regardless.
That's about it. I need to go to the bathroom now.
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