My little Sarah-cat still has ambulation problems, but she is able to get where she wants to go. Unless she goes down the basement stairs…she is unable to get back up and cries at the bottom to be carried up. Still blind in one eye, she often bumps into walls, but no longer has trouble finding her food bowl. She used to have to circle it three or four times before could find it with her face. The insistent meowing episodes continue, however, and I hope that stops soon. She wants more attention than I have time to give her during the day when I am working. Today she tried crawling under my desk at least a dozen times, getting tangled in my legs, or the wires, or stepping on my foot pedals that control the audio files I was transcribing, and basically making a nuisance of herself. Poor little kitty girl, all she wants is a little love.
The Craziness Continues
On Tuesday two weeks ago (8/14), I had a doctor’s appointment for my shoulder. Physical therapy did not help me very much, and the pain was still interfering with my work. I went in for my follow up appointment and ended up getting a steroid shot in the shoulder. Wow…those hurt! I had never had an injection like that before and I was not prepared for the pain to get worse, rather than better. Now, over a week later, I do have relief from most of the pain. I do think the added pain was worth it, however, because after some time the injection did help and now I am able to be more productive.
It was trash day, so when I arrived home from the doctor’s office I noted that the garbage had been picked up and the empty cans needed to be put back in their place, but I had my hands full and decided to take care of it in a bit. Then the phone rang, and rang again. Forgetting about the trash cans, I kept busy in the house. Then, several hours later, I looked out the window and realized the cans were not at the curb anymore. The lids were still lying there, but not the cans. So, I braved the 100+ degree heat and went looking for them. I walked around the entire house. I walked down the street. No luck. Sweating, I came back into the house and called the police. Yes, trash cans are very trivial items to report to the police. But two weeks prior, on a Monday morning while I was at physical therapy, our gas grill was stolen. This was the second time something was missing in two weeks.
With that taken care of, I resumed working. After finally finishing, I left to run it to my drop off point. While cruising down the highway at 65 miles an hour and still getting passed by semi trucks like I was standing still, my car died. It just stopped running. I coasted to the shoulder, called my insurance company for towing, called a family member to pick me up, and waited in the 96 degree heat for the tow.
My car’s timing belt was broken and the repairs were estimated to be $800-1500. The car had become a money pit over the past several months, so we decided to purchase a new car, and donate our old one to charity. The problem was the government only gives $500 tax credit for the donation, and my husband also needed a new car. Before my car broke down, his was the one we were planning to replace first. We realized that we would benefit more to pay for repairs on my dead car and use both that and his car as trades for a new car for him. After all was said and done the repairs were expensive, but were able to trade it for more than the cost of repairs, and my husband also has a new car.
Wow…I am a little stressed now. In a week we went from having two totally paid for cars to having two car payments. I am thinking that I may have to go out and get a different job that pays more in order to help with the adoption. This is so difficult to me, because when I worked full time outside my home before I was always exhausted at the end of the day. I never felt like cooking, much less cleaning. I find it hard enough to keep up with everything while working part time from home. I am trying not to become discouraged, but it is difficult some days.
It has been a very busy week!
First, I have to thank Tammy again for awarding me a Nice Matters Award. I was both humbled and surprised to have been a recipient. Part of accepting this award includes awarding it to others. There are quite a number of blogs that I love to read, and I wish I could pass the award on to each one of them. I have chosen:
EDIT: I have to thank Randi for this award also! It seems we were both nominating one another unawares!
One Sick Kitty
Sarah, one of our Devon kitties, is not doing so well. On Saturday morning she had a stroke that has left her partially disabled. She is now blind in one eye and has right sided weakness, which causes her right front leg to buckle and her back leg to drag, but she can walk. She cannot navigate stairs, but last night she surprised me by jumping up onto the couch. The poor little thing still gets confused, sometimes bumps into walls, and often will meow continuously for an entire morning or evening, and nothing will placate her. Sadly, there is nothing the vet can do for her. She may or may not regain her sight or motor skills, but it is good for her to be as mobile as possible.
If ever I end up in a Scarlet O’Hara-esque fashion emergency that demands I make a dress from my living room drapes, I will now have matching socks. Albeit, that would be a hideously tacky outfit!
I knitted up some of Grumperina’s nifty Jaywalker socks out of Sunnyside Ellen’s fabulous hand dyed sock yarn in Cottage Rose. I love the way the socks knitted up, but they are a wee bit wide for me. I tried going down a needle size, but that made the pattern too tight. I hope that after laundering they will fit a bit better; my socks always seem to shrink a bit in the wash.
My husband works in IT. A few months ago he found out that his department was going to be outsourced to another company. He was told that his options were to either transfer to the new company, find another position with his current employer, or resign. He decided to see what his options were, and began applying for jobs, both within his current employer and with other companies. He applied for several that he was more than qualified for, and for one that interested him but that he was underqualified for. He did not even expect a call about that one. Time went by and he did not get called for any interviews. Then the call came requesting an interview for the job that he had thought would never call…they wanted him to interview that same afternoon. So he went to the interview. They asked questions. He did not know the answers. He was honest with them and told them this was an area he was interested in getting into, but that he did not know a lot about it, and what he did know was self-taught. The told him that the questions they asked were about information he needed to know to perform the job. They offered him an opportunity: If they gave him two weeks to study, could he come back in and answer their questions? His first instinct was to say no, but he reminded himself that this was an interview and he should be positive. So he said yes. After work that day he went to Borders and purchased a book. He studied for two weeks. They called and requested another interview. Benjamin said he thought the interview went well. He was able to answer many of their questions, although not all of them. Others interviewed for the position as well, some with experience. We waited. My husband’s boss called the group that had interviewed him because she wanted to put in a good word for him. She found out that he was one of the final two contenders for the position. They were considering Benjamin and someone else who had experience. She was told that they were impressed with how much he had learned in a short time, so now they were looking at capacity vs. experience.
A couple of weeks went by. Those in my husband’s department were told to contact HR to determine what their options were. My husband called HR and was told that he did not need to look at other options because they were going to make him an offer on the position he had interviewed for. The new position would normally pay about double what my husband currently makes, but nowhere else would he have a chance at the job without experience. The company’s policy is that the maximum pay increase in a job transfer is 15%. HR had submitted pay increase paperwork to the head North American office and was waiting for approval before they could offer him the job. So we waited some more…and we waited…and we waited. Finally we got the news: He got the job!!!! I am so proud of my husband and all of the effort he put forth. He will get a 21.5% pay increase and a sign on bonus!!!! And, instead of just a performance review in the spring, he will also get a salary review.
It is amazing how God provides. We have been sitting on our adoption application during this time. We wanted to know where we stood financially and with his job before submitting our paperwork. Now our application submission is going to coincide with his quarterly bonus for the job he currently holds, which will pay the application fee. His sign on bonus, after taxes, will be what we need to cover the homestudy fee. God has provided amazingly already, and we are only just beginning our adoption journey.
Also, during this waiting time, we have talked, researched, and prayed about the adoption. We have decided not to adopt an infant. I have struggled with the fact that there are so many waiting children that are being passed over for adoption because they are not babies. My husband, from the start, was talking about older children. After praying about it and discussing it, we decided to request a child aged 2-7.