Onday-may.

Weekend sucked, mostly. Didn’t get as much done as I needed to, mostly because I had a headache ALL. FREAKING. WEEKEND. And cramping. Oh my god, the cramping. Bad enough that it woke me up at night. It’s not a constant pain, though – it comes in waves. But when it does come, it feels like I’m being stabbed in the lower left area of my abdomen.

Have a second foster kitty. Casey (as in , “at the Bat,” as he was rescued from a colony near the Durham Bulls Athletic Park in Durham). Not nearly as socialized as foster kitty number one, Periwinkle (Wink!!!), who is a sweetie pie. Casey’s a bit bigger than Wink and is a tuxedo kitty with a solid black face and a white mustache. He’s a scared little man. He hisses at me still, since bringing him home Saturday, but this morning I was able to pick him up without throwing a towel over him first. Once you’re holding him, he’s fine. Purrs and cuddles, but just not sure about hoomans yet. He’s beautiful though.

Wink’s not so sure about him either. She hisses back, which is pretty cute since she’s a wittle bitty kitty. They’re sharing a room today, and hopefully there won’t be any missing fur between them when I get home.

Wink *****loves***** Neville, by the way. Loves loves loves him. Was grooming him this weekend. Curls up against his belly to sleep. Follows him everywhere. She’s making things difficult for me!!!

Crazy week at work this week. Hoping I will be able to accomplish all that I need to accomplish. Sigh.