New job, new apartment, new age
Wow, I seriously haven't posted since June 16th. Let me fill you in...
The sick kitten I posted about last time sadly died the next day. A few days later, we lost the orange and white one. I was prepared for the first one to possibly not make it, but the next one came as a huge surprise. It turns out that it was competing for a nipple with one of its stronger siblings and wasn't getting enough nourishment. Poor little baby. :( That left us with four out of the original seven. The other four continued to grow and develop, and are now very active, perfectly healthy eight-week old kittens. We haven't found homes for any of them yet, despite our best efforts. Please, if you or anyone you know can provide a loving home to any of my babies and are willing to come to Cincinnati to get them, please let me know.
Anyway, I recently celebrated my 27th birthday. Goodbye mid-twenties, hello late-twenties. Jenn and I went to Riverbend to see Incubus and the Bravery. It was an awesome show and we had a really great time. Things took a turn for the worse, though. We came home to find Pepe, the mother cat, acting very strange. She was crying but kept running away from us when we tried to see what was wrong. We ended up taking her to the emergency vet. They told us that she was in very bad shape and showing signs of feline leukemia. They tested her, which took an hour, but luckily she was negative. It turned out that she was severely dehydrated from nursing all of her kittens all day and not eating or drinking. They gave her an iv of fluid to get her vital signs back up and sent her home with us. We didn't get back to our apartment until 2:30 a.m., so I pretty much didn't get any sleep before having to go to work. It was worth it, though, because she probably would've died if we hadn't taken her to the hospital. Thankfully, she recovered and is back to her old self.
On a more positive note, Jenn and I are settled into our new apartment and we love it! It is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom loft and there is soooo much more space than our old place. I am a firm believer that buildings can have positive or negative energy, and our last place definitely had a lot of negative energy. I would come home from work and feel depressed just being in there. I have felt a lot better since we moved. Two weeks later, we are still in the process of getting unpacked, (are you really surprised?) but we are getting there.
I recently put in for a promotion at work, but unfortunately I didn't get the job. It kinda sucks but truthfully, I didn't feel completely ready to take on all that new responsibility. Besides, the girl who got it is awesome and totally deserved it. My bosses want to help get me ready to take on that position, though, and decided that a good way to do that is to give me a bigger team to be in charge of. Soooo... in a few days I will go from being in charge of pricing to being in charge of the all the stockrooms and their processes. I will go from managing two people to more than ten, plus making sure that everyone who comes and goes from the stockrooms do things correctly and don't screw my shit up. It will definitely take some getting used to, and I have a ton to learn. I am up for the challenge, though. :) Jenn is also going through some changes at work. She was transferred to a brand new store about 2 blocks away from home. She is really excited about opening a new store and we are both happy about how much less gas she will have to buy. Plus, whenever I am at home and want to go visit her at work, I won't have far to go.
That's about it. There is so much going on and my life seems to be moving along so quickly. My life isn't perfect but it definitely doesn't suck. Two big things I hope to accomplish soon: getting my mental health in order again and saving enough money to visit my family in Iowa. I miss them so much. Hopefully soon... On the other hand, I have a wonderful partner, a great job, and a nice place to live. And cats. Lots of cats.
End!
The sick kitten I posted about last time sadly died the next day. A few days later, we lost the orange and white one. I was prepared for the first one to possibly not make it, but the next one came as a huge surprise. It turns out that it was competing for a nipple with one of its stronger siblings and wasn't getting enough nourishment. Poor little baby. :( That left us with four out of the original seven. The other four continued to grow and develop, and are now very active, perfectly healthy eight-week old kittens. We haven't found homes for any of them yet, despite our best efforts. Please, if you or anyone you know can provide a loving home to any of my babies and are willing to come to Cincinnati to get them, please let me know.
Anyway, I recently celebrated my 27th birthday. Goodbye mid-twenties, hello late-twenties. Jenn and I went to Riverbend to see Incubus and the Bravery. It was an awesome show and we had a really great time. Things took a turn for the worse, though. We came home to find Pepe, the mother cat, acting very strange. She was crying but kept running away from us when we tried to see what was wrong. We ended up taking her to the emergency vet. They told us that she was in very bad shape and showing signs of feline leukemia. They tested her, which took an hour, but luckily she was negative. It turned out that she was severely dehydrated from nursing all of her kittens all day and not eating or drinking. They gave her an iv of fluid to get her vital signs back up and sent her home with us. We didn't get back to our apartment until 2:30 a.m., so I pretty much didn't get any sleep before having to go to work. It was worth it, though, because she probably would've died if we hadn't taken her to the hospital. Thankfully, she recovered and is back to her old self.
On a more positive note, Jenn and I are settled into our new apartment and we love it! It is a 2 bedroom, 2 bathroom loft and there is soooo much more space than our old place. I am a firm believer that buildings can have positive or negative energy, and our last place definitely had a lot of negative energy. I would come home from work and feel depressed just being in there. I have felt a lot better since we moved. Two weeks later, we are still in the process of getting unpacked, (are you really surprised?) but we are getting there.
I recently put in for a promotion at work, but unfortunately I didn't get the job. It kinda sucks but truthfully, I didn't feel completely ready to take on all that new responsibility. Besides, the girl who got it is awesome and totally deserved it. My bosses want to help get me ready to take on that position, though, and decided that a good way to do that is to give me a bigger team to be in charge of. Soooo... in a few days I will go from being in charge of pricing to being in charge of the all the stockrooms and their processes. I will go from managing two people to more than ten, plus making sure that everyone who comes and goes from the stockrooms do things correctly and don't screw my shit up. It will definitely take some getting used to, and I have a ton to learn. I am up for the challenge, though. :) Jenn is also going through some changes at work. She was transferred to a brand new store about 2 blocks away from home. She is really excited about opening a new store and we are both happy about how much less gas she will have to buy. Plus, whenever I am at home and want to go visit her at work, I won't have far to go.
That's about it. There is so much going on and my life seems to be moving along so quickly. My life isn't perfect but it definitely doesn't suck. Two big things I hope to accomplish soon: getting my mental health in order again and saving enough money to visit my family in Iowa. I miss them so much. Hopefully soon... On the other hand, I have a wonderful partner, a great job, and a nice place to live. And cats. Lots of cats.
End!