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Sunday, October 16, 2005
Weight diary, week 7...Yeah, I skipped week 6, out of frustration with scales in general. I've also been unable to go to the gym much, thanks to my parents and my inlaws being out of town, making Lorene and I ridiculously busy. I think I've found an okay solution to the scale issue though. I will get on the gym scale a few times and try to use the most consistent weight it gives me. Thursday, I weighed in at 314. We'll go with that. I really want to get to the gym a few more times before heading to Vegas. But realistically, how much am I gonna lose in a week? Answer, not fucking much. Lorene and I have been taking care of my parent's poor cat Moshie (who was my cat when I lived there, but my folks wanted her to stay there when I left; probably for the best). We give her an IV every few days to keep her hydrated, as she is going through kidney failure. Her kidneys have been pretty bad for years. But now, it would appear that she's losing her mind or just despises peeing in the litter box. Now, she pisses on throw rugs (and other places) all over the house. At times, when I've walked in there lately, the house has just reeked of cat urine. It's made the whole house-sitting situation really frustrating. Thankfully, I've had an angel helping me take care of her, so things have been a lot easier than they could've been. I'm going to suggest that my mother maybe look in to diapering the cat, if possible. I'm sure that this situation will rear it's ugly head for Lorene and I eventually, with one of our animals. Fortunately, we are ready with creative solutions and should be able to handle it. Now if we could just figure out how to make our cats stop clawing the furniture...and declawing the cats (unless a particular cat is aggressive with the other cats) is not an option. Neither is getting rid of them, by any means. Does anyone have any clever ideas of how to protect our couches? We've tried to put pieces of carpet runners on particular trouble corners, but those are truly eyesores and aren't an ideal solution. Little help? On to more pleasant things. I am just quivering with excitement to go to Vegas. The 6-way that is planned should be absolutely mind-blowing.
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