Today I’m feeling just disconnected and at sea. Disability attorneys. Paperwork. CASDI. Doctor’s reports. Forms. SSDI. Health insurance. More forms. More paperwork. And really, what the hell do I know about hiring attorneys and filling out government forms? I probably shouldn’t say this out loud, but it is b-o-r-i-n-g, to say the least. And extremely overwhelming, too. Blech.
Overseeing this endless computer drudge are Cleo and Clark. Now Clark likes to sit on my lap and look fabulous while I’m trying to type. Cleo on other hand, is a scrappy, bitter hag of a cat. She does this spooky staring thing that just creeps me out. She meows really loudly and persistently. If you try to touch her however, she hisses, growls, spits, scratches and basically is just one old grumpy gal. Considering she’s pushing 17 or so (what’s that in cat years, like 300?) I imagine I’d feel pretty bitter too.
One day she was boring holes into the back of my head when I was making bread using a mixer. I became so frazzled that I lifted the paddle out of the mixer while it was still powered on and bread dough went flying all over the kitchen ~ floors, ceiling, counters, cabinets. This made me more than a little nuts, so I threw her outside where she proceeded to ensconce herself on the doorstep of the glass paned door and STARE at me some more. I closed the shade and considered a shot of scotch. This cat unnerves me!
Cleo adores Kate. Whenever she comes to visit that cat is the nicest, sweetest little kitty you’ve ever met. I keep trying to get Kate to take her back to California which she declines to do, because I think deep down, my friend knows she really is possessed by demons.