This is my sad, sad explanation for the woeful lack of posts as of late: I’ve taken an extended coffee break. Regular blogging activities to recommence shortly.
Part of the problem has been that I’ve basically been a gypsy these past few weeks. I was lucky enough to take a ten-day working vacation back home to hang out with the family and when I’m actually doing stuff (offline), it’s really hard to sit down and write about it. Also, since I’m a really light packer, I’ve basically been wearing the same handful of outfits over and over after tossing them occasionally in the wash, but the last thing I need to do is post a bunch of pictures that makes it look like I only own like 5 shirts. Ha!
After my working vacation, I returned on a Friday, only to find my apartment-sitting services were needed by a friend in the throes of a family emergency across the country. It’s such a frustrating feeling to have someone you care about suffering and know there’s absolutely nothing you can do to alleviate it. So you can imagine how relieved I was to have been offered the opportunity to actually DO SOMETHING to feel useful. For a control freak like myself, that kind of task is perfect.
And that’s the story of how I ended up with two feline roommates whom I’ve been feeding and hanging out with while I work on my daily SocialiteLife.com activities. In addition, I have been giving one of the kitties a daily insulin shot after breakfast. As a person allergic to cats and highly squeamish around needles, I’m kind of shocked that things have gone as swimmingly as they have.
The only mishap took place two nights ago when I could have sworn to God that someone had broken into the apartment and was clomping around heavily. This, of course, happened right as I was comfortably drifting off to sleep, wearing my customary earplugs and BreatheRight nasal strip across my nose.
Creeping through the house with my cell phone in hand, I switched on the light to find the cats roughhousing and making sounds loud enough to sound like a large man’s footsteps. That required them each to get a light swat on the ass and it took me a good hour before the adrenaline levels in my bloodstream finally evened out so that my hands weren’t shaking.
In the interim, I’ve also started running again and plan on participating in The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society’s (LLS) Team In Training for a half-marathon in January. So if you feel like donating to the cause, click here! I’m being all nerdy and keeping track of my runs on a NikePlus widget in the sidebar of the main page of the blog, so you can keep on eye on my progress if you’re so inclined by checking the site regularly. If you see me slacking, please taunt so that I’ll get off my butt. 
Other than that, it’s been relatively uneventful. I’m sure my tomato plant is dead, but I think we all knew that poor thing was doomed the minute it crossed my apartment threshold.
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