Waiting...

The other day I came home from work and as I was driving past my house to check my mailbox, I looked over and saw a silvery-gray cat sitting on my front porch in front of my door. It eyed me as I drove past. I got my mail and came pulled in, watching as the cat still remained motionless in front of my door, almost as if it were waiting for me to come home. Of course, after I got out of the car the cat walked away as if it had accomplished its mission and I was home. Or something. It was kind of odd.

Then I had a dream yesterday that aNoobia and The Q stopped by my new place (which for some strange reason was an apartment) and brought me a little orange tabby kitten. I guess I have cats on the brain.

Work is still stressful, but I think things are finally starting to calm down and get back into place. I figured out that likely what happened is just like what happens to the economy - things were good and someone in charge left for a couple months, during which time things remained good. But while that person was gone things subtly deteriorated, and when they returned, everything suddenly started hitting the fan (because it has gone to shit). So that's the situation. Hopefully it'll get back on track and we can stop being so scrutinized.

That's about all I've got.