I’m sure y’all know my feelings on the horribleness that is Daylight Savings Time. I don’t care if we are falling back and allegedly gaining an hour of sleep or springing forward and losing that alleged hour. I spend six months getting used to things and then stuff changes and I have to do it all over again. Enough already! Somebody in Washingto do something useful for a change and fix this!
There was a week and a weekend. It was a shitty week, a better weekend. Adidas, aka Editor Cat finally went to sleep and didn’t wake up. She’d been deteriorating and I knew her end would likely come at any time. Despite her partial paralysis in her back hips, she’d been eating, drinking, and other bodily things and demanding pets and attention with gusto. This past week, she slowed down and Thursday, things were looking bad. I was going to break down and take her to the vet for a final solution because I didn’t want her to suffer. She gave no indication she was in pain and as long as she was alert and eating, I was good to let her go on her own terms. She did Halloween night. She was 18 and she was an awesome cat. I miss her.
To add insult to injury, I was in Walmart on Friday stocking up on groceries and necessities because I got a royalty check and could pay for some extra goodies for a change. Being the first day of the month, everyone and their brother was in the place. Lines were long, and the people behind me were probably from an assisted living home–two disabled young women and their caretaker. In the middle of me buying $200+ dollars of groceries, Only texts to say her billfold is either lost or stolen. I’m trying to get through self checkout so I can text her back and at the last minute, I decided to get cash back. This is something I don’t normally do and probably won’t do ever again. Why? Because I asked for $60, then got distracted because one of the young women was having a bit of a meltdown because I was taking so long (not her fault! It happens, and I get this but her caretaker was not very nice in the way she handled it), and another text came in from Only. I loaded my bags into my basket, grabbed the receipt and walked off. WITHOUT MY CASH BACK!!!! 🤦 I am a true and utter idiot. I didn’t remember until I got home. I immediately jumped in the car and went back on the offside chance that the caretaker had turned in my money. Fat chance. Nope. A very nice customer service person went into security and had them review the tapes. I was six feet away, my back to her when the caretaker snatched the money and stuffed it in her bra. Effing people. It’s not like that was just extra money. I had plans for that cash that then got cancelled.
So anyway. Saturday was pancake breakfast at the post followed by Kindergarden Soccer. Both good things. In other news…
My OSU Cowboys actually beat TCU and they are bowl eligible. Yay!
Also, Friday, being the 1st of November, was the start of National Novel Writing Month. This is my 14th year. And guess what?!?!?! WORDS!!!!! Lots and lots of words! I discovered that the NaNoWriMo site has a timer. I used to do #1k1hr springs on Twitter and having the NaNo timer gets me back in that groove. In the past three days (Friday, Saturday, and Sunday), I’ve written 6,702 words. That’s more than I’ve written in the past month. And the story is coming along, with lots of ideas and emotion and WORDS! Y’all have no idea how exciting this is. Maybe…just maybe, my depression is receding and I can get back to the business of writing and turning out books that people might want to read. I’m feeling hopeful.
I’ve finished listening to several more of Kristen Ashley’s Rock Chick books and I think I started #8 last night. TV has been Live PD because…NEW WORDS!!!
Anyway, there was good and bad last week. But there’s hope, too. Time to get busy. How’s your life these days?
Silver James 
:hugs: Again, I’m so sorry for your loss.:hugs:
As for the Walmart thing, the police should be involved. She knew it was your money and she stole it. And even if she didn’t, which she had to have, she knew it wasn’t hers. Blerg. I’m livid on your behalf.
On a happier note, YAY for words! I guess I won’t have to poke you in the butt yet. :puts away pointy stick: And you won’t have to poke me either because, while I’m not quite up to your pace, I have written every day for the last three days. And yesterday I wrote after fishing, which almost never happens. Saturday night, I backed myself into a corner and wasn’t sure I’d get any words out Sunday. I shifted some scenes around, move the Saturday stuff to the end, and hit a groove. I still have no idea where I’m going, but at least my feet are on a path headed somewhere.
Otherwise, life is life. I wish I could say things are looking up, but they aren’t looking any further down, so I’m going with the flow. On the upside, it’s cold enough to go into the woods. Throwing logs around always helps.
Sometimes, the fun is in the journey along that unknown path. 😉
As for the police, it was barely petty theft and no way to ID the B!+c#. And I’m pretty sure she has no trouble looking herself in the mirror because that’s the type of person she is. And what’s sad? Due to her ethnicity, she played right into the stereotype. *shrug* I hope Karma bits her in the @$$ but in reverse, it would be really nice if Karma would do something nice for me. You know, like me selling 40 or 50 books to make up for the money I lost. Of course, I was the idiot, just walking away… Lesson learned. Until my brain is working right, no more cash back.
Hey Silver – I am so sorry for your loss. I’m glad she went on her own terms too. Hugs.
That just rots on how horrible people are. I just don’t understand how evil so many are now. Way back, when we were raised to respect people is something I long for.
I sure hope this week is better.
Thanks, doll! Yeah, this is the age of liars, cheats, and thieves. Everybody is out for themselves and don’t care that they’re doing wrong. With luck, that beeotch will learn the hard way. Cuz right about now? I’m thinking that whole eye for an eye thing might be the way to go.