Yay!!! Congratulations!I got a job offer!!! Unless something changes between now and the morning, I’m moving within the next handful of weeks! My soaping stuff will probably go dormant for a while But here’s to exciting new adventures!
Yay!!! Congratulations!I got a job offer!!! Unless something changes between now and the morning, I’m moving within the next handful of weeks! My soaping stuff will probably go dormant for a while But here’s to exciting new adventures!
Thank you, I do appreciate a good cat pun.@Babyshoes Luv that T-shirt
I used to have headaches constantly when my hair was long. I pretty much lived on aspirin in my youth and later on acetaminophen to bear those daily headaches. Since cutting & maintaining a short very short style, I rarely get them anymore. Well, not the hair-pulling HA's. I do still get the occasional ocular migraine, but that is not hair-related.Finally got my hair cut yesterday, approx 4 years after the last professional chop! Yay!
Nearly 14" ponytail removed to donate to the Little Princess Trust, and a much shorter, easier style.
I did similar last time, and a few years before that.
I might keep it short-ish for a while this time - with my health as it is, it takes a lot of my available energy to wash, condition, brush and dry very long hair every few days. My head also feels much lighter, and as I'm not tying it up all the time, hopefully I'll have fewer headaches from the ponytail pulling on my scalp.
Photos: 1. before at the salon; 2. after big chop but before styling (with baggie of hair to donate); 3. afterwards in the car.
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A couple of days ago my long term special needs foster kitties went to their new home!
*Touch wood* they haven't been sent back yet, and their new mummy seems lovely, very caring and I know she'll do her absolute best for them. Her home and garden are ideal for cats. Last update was that they were purring, enjoying the TV and that she'd managed the first insulin jab just fine, so I think they'll be ok.
I did cry a bit when I said goodbye to them, of course, but not as much as I sometimes do...
Here they are a few minutes after I'd let them out the carriers in their new home - not hiding, already exploring:
My happy today...
As much as my work drives me nuts, I still love it there. I can pretty much work anywhere I want with my experience, but I chose to stay there because I love the excitement and (for the most part) the people.
Well today I was named Lead Tech (or Senior Tech), which ever you want to call it...they can't seem to settle on the title.
I still have a Supervisor, so I am second in command. Next year when she retires than I am up for her position, which she has already been showing me the ropes.
Prior to this job I was the supervisor at another hospital for 8 years so it's nice to be moving up the ranks at my current job...more like, it's nice to be noticed as their strongest tech.
And the rest of the staff is behind me, which is so great. They are truly happy for me and are pushing me to be our next supervisor.
Congratulations on a job well done! How are they doing now? 5 days is plenty of time to get totally attached! How long did you have them? Is that tortie a sweet one, or a fiesty? I know the orange one is a sweetie - they all are!
We fostered too - but failed with miserably with the young tuxedo male I posted pics of. He was such a godsend for our young teen during the pandemic - a hero, really. Mischevious, energetic, needy; not my favorite personality as I like more independence in a cat. But I'll defend him to the end because of what only he could provide our girl during these awful times!
All of our 8 fosters have been special needs; I much prefer the emotionally damaged cats as I have a special patience for them. But one elderly diabetic cat on 4 meds left here after 4 months - on only 1 tiny dose of insulin a day!! Turns out the $5 a can IBS food he ate twice a day led to horrific levels of diabetes, a misdiagnosis of severe IBD...and something else. He was on prednisone, a chemo drug and a couple of others. He smelled like a sewer....his body, not just his litterbox.
He was getting 10 units a day, total. The IBS food was loaded with carbs so I switched him to Fancy Fest pate (lowest carb). Luckily the bet I took him too was fantastic and open to the low carb diet. But his numbers improved so quickly - that he began to question the IBD diagnosis...and stopped the steroids and chemo meds. Turns out the gut was healing without all of the carbs! Never had IBD. He had an intestinal overgrowth of bacteria....hence the smell and potty issues. A few months later he was a happy, more sprightly 17 year old with the bloodwork of a 2 year old!
Haha I just got it! Good one, @Babyshoes@Babyshoes Luv that T-shirt
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