I'm so super busy at work, that for once I feel guilty for blogging. I have been working over every day. Friday, I stayed until 7, and then took work home, where I worked until 11:30. I hate working at home it pisses me off. It's nothing of great importance. It's all this crap for a meeting. Well, I suppose it is important, but whatever. Not to me.
One of my cats has worms. Isn't that special? I picked something out of his butt/leg fur and it was moving. After a phone call to my sister to look it up online, concluded it is tapeworms. Which is from fleas. Which isn't suprising since my dog came home from my Moms with fleas and I've found at least one on her twice weekly baths. I can't treat the dog due to her miriad of skin conditions, so my best bet is to advantage the cats..treat them for tapeworms, and bomb the house. A flea infestation wouldn't take too long with 4 cats, a dog and a rabbit.
I've got some shitty PMS. So, I'm on a pretty thin fuse today. Everything is pissing me off. Sometimes it doesn't phase me that it's my time of the month. Othertimes it seems to overwhelm me.
Something fell off my car on my way to the boys house this weekend. It was scraping on the ground and embaressing me. I thought something horrid was wrong and I'd have to spend a billion dollars I don't have to fix it. He looked at it for me, and concluded it's the heat shield to my exhaust. And, it'll fall off eventually, until then I have to just turn up the radio. It's the American way.