Poor Leeloo
Forest has gone to pick poor, freshly-spayed Leeloo up from the vet. We're hoping this will stop the endless screechings and frequent peeings that were plaguing the humans in the house. Actually, Leeloo didn't seem terribly happy to be so horny, either. Kirstin gave me all kinds of grief last night because Leeloo wasn't home; although I wouldn't say she pays that much attention to the cat when she is present. I guess you always want what you can't have, right?Speaking of which, last night I was truly pathetic. I was home shortly after 5 with Kirstin, and sent her up to practice her violin while I fixed dinner, and unpacked some of the camping stuff.
Then it occurred to me that I hadn't been home to relax in a long time, and I really ought to chill out. So I valiantly dodged responsibility. I called people and invited them over. No luck. Resolute in my quest for relaxation, I plunked down and finished reading the book I started on the beach. It was a pretty fast read. I tucked Kirstin in bed, and waited for my honey to come home.
And waited, and waited. It turns out that I had misunderstood his plans for the night. Actually, I was just a couple of plans back. They had changed several times, and I had missed the last turn or two on the path to the evening's agenda. I flipped through inane TV shows on the 4 channels we get until 11 PM, then the 3 we get after that. I ended up staying up until 3 AM, when Forest got home, because I needed to talk to him about the next morning's plans, and organize Leeloo's release from her veterinarian, and so on. Besides, after a few hours of being alone, I long for a friendly human face.
When he got home, of course, he was tired, and told me I ought to go to bed, because I needed to get up in the morning... which only made things worse. He was trying to help, but it came across as rejection to me.
Of course quickly he hugged me, kissed me, and made it better, and we got in our nice warm bed, and snuggled for a long time. Oddly, I couldn't get to sleep until after 4 AM. I think it's because I had diet coke with my dinner. I should know better.
Needless to say today I'm miserably tired, and not particularly looking forward to chaperoning Kirstin's choir banquet this evening. Happily, the tired Forest will be there with me, so the two of us combined should make one relatively whole adult, I'd think. Then I can slink home and go to bed while he games. I forgot, it's his turn. I wish we could play every other week at my house, so that both of us could play, but it would mean that other people would not show up, and I wouldn't want that.
Tomorrow will sure be a nice day, though. Today was Kirstin's last full day of school for the year; thank heavens. Tomorrow Forest is going to pick her up after the morning's classes get out, and bring her here so the three of us can go to lunch together. Then he plans to take her swimming for the afternoon, and then to her violin lessons.
Then I'll take her to visit with Jeff and Alex for the rest of the evening. She will be so happy she just might pop. I'm hoping Wednesday nights become a regular thing for the kids. It will mean I'm always a little late getting to Tae Kwon Do, but I don't mind if it means Kirstin gets to play with Alex, and Master Kim will understand.
I really need to practice for the tournament I'm playing in on the 24th. Hopefully the extra practice time required in class for the next couple of weeks will help; and hopefully my sunburn will be gone before people start kicking me.
Adio.
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