Attention, please!

I didn’t realise how much our kitten adores me until my husband ‘accused me of stealing the kitten’ from him one evening. He was in the middle of coaxing kitty to lay on this laps so that he could have her company to watch the tele. When I appeared in the living room to collect my glass of water that I left absent-mindedly after the dinner, everyone jumped at my presence. Kitty rushed to my legs as if begging me to carry her, which I did (and it was a mistake). That’s when my husband jumped at the expectation that he would lose kitty’s attention as soon as I’m around. I tried to return kitty to my hubby but she came back to me. So I tried again and this time I fleed from the living room, leaving my husband persuading kitty for attention once again.

Anywhere but her bed

She sleeps on the couch, on the ottoman, on a chair, even on my feet. Anywhere but her own bed.

Anxious

Have you come across a day where many things go around your head at the same time ? Looks like my answer is yes for every day. Right now, I keep reminding myself of booking our air tickets to Hong Kong on the internet so that I could get the best prices. It feels like knowing that which shop you could get the winning lottery ticket but you just haven’t gotten down to the shop to pay for it and collect it.

A minute ago, I logged into my online university account to check for announcements and latest postings by my virtual classmates and tutors. Someone just mentioned something from an exercise that I could only deal with tonight and I have no idea what he’s talking about. It makes me anxious if I know that someone knows something that I don’t, especially concerning my course.  Here’s another checklist item that keeps ringing in my head till I get to see that famous question number 3.1.

The most disturbing thought that haunts me is the task at work. I just can’t seem to get the coding to breach a counterparty ratio. There’s a numerical limit to deal with. Then there are ratings. And it’s concerning exotic products that I hardly comprehend. At times like these, I wonder if I’m not that good at this job or all these things exist for no purposeful use.

At the same time, I just feel like slamming the turkey into the wall. Gee…just the image alone calms my nerves down. Feeling much better. Will deal with the rest later.

 

I want to do many things but work

I wake up to the same question every morning.
Why do I exist to do this job?
I have better things to do.
Many.

Drawing and painting Evita. Create an e-business. Do my assignments. Finish off Ken Follet's novel. Sketching the layout for our future garden. Create a food blog or a cat blog. Make babies.

Evita at 3 months

She's growing stronger, wittier and crazier!

Evita has grown bigger and stronger in 10 days

Amazing!

Her motor skills have improved unbelievably fast. She can now manage complex manouvers such as walking along the thin chair frame. She balances herself on my shoulder while I'm walking.

She's also responding to her name. She's getting very good at hiding and not letting us find her. ]
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Meet Evita!

We have Evita for 5 days now. She’s such a darling.