What day is it? Tuesday I think. I am in Texas. I am tired. I am confused. Much like my cat. B did some research for us last night and we both think B is suffering from kitty dementia. She doesn't know where she is, she howls for no reason, she won't leave one spot, etc. These are all signs. I don't think she will make it the year. When I get home from next week's trip, I am going to see about talking to a vet and possibly having her put out of her misery. I don't think she is in any physical pain, but it's hard being that confused all the time. It comes down to a quality of life issue. Sigh. I just wish I had the money to go to the vet right now, but I don't unfortunately.
Got up at 1:30am yesterday, left the house at 2:30, realized I needed gas, and arrived at the car meet spot at 3:40. Car service was there and waiting. I made it to the airport by 4, checked in, and was all settled and ready to go. As usual, it was a full annoying flight to DFW and I was 14th on the list. I hate flight 1180. I did get my upgrade from DFW to Austin at least. I arrived at roughly 3pm, found my rental car, and got to the hotel around 4. Unpacked, ironed, then had a conference call with my Reno client at 6. Afterwards, I went to Saltgrass steakhouse next door. Meh. It was acceptable. Nothing great, nothing awful.
While I was at dinner B texted me. Our new couch arrived. She is happy and that's all that matters. I prefer chairs, but that's the mindset of a single guy, now isn't it?
Came back to the hotel, watched 3 episodes of South Park, and went to bed.
Off to the client. It's about 25 minutes to the client so I need to leave here in about an hour.
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