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I scrubbed Edward with the pet wipes yesterday, scrubbed and scrubbed. He gets into something with orange dirt, and grit gets all over his back where he can't groom it away. What does the honey bear go do when he roams? He's taken to sitting on "my" couch now, sprawled on the grey and yellow cat mat i repurposed from a wool sweater, in which he tore huge holes to get at fresh catnip i'd placed inside one day. He often rests his head on a cat toy that looks like a long cat-scale pillow, and buries his face in the couch pillows. He seems to work so hard at sleeping: what does he go off and do first thing in the morning?

I do miss how Greybeard and Greybrother were lap cats. Mr M and Greycie Loo both come ask for affection, and Greycie Loo does come pile on Christine (and if there's no alternative, me). It's been just over a year with Edward though, so having him feel confident enough to join us in the living room is nice. I do wonder about the cat politics: are Loo and Mr M hanging back from the room when Edward's present?

We don't yet have as clear an alpha cat as Greybeard was. Mr M has seniority, Greycie Loo has a clear demanding streak, and Edward is massive. I think Greycie Loo wants alpha, but she's slight compared to the other two.

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I'm hoping my mouth is healing with the steroid treatments. ( blah blah blah )

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Yesterday evening i despaired about "deserving" a better job.( blahdi blahdi blah )

Anyhow, off to continue my codependent role in the current dysfunctional management scheme.

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I wonder if i should return to http://elainegrey.livejournal.com/tag/once%20upon%20a%20time%201 I even recall a bit more of where the plot was heading.

I've paced myself off and on today, letting myself wander a bit, not being 100% for the whole workday.

I still need to do performance reviews.

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I still need to do performance reviews.

But i'm going to bed.

And i think... i think my energy level is swinging up!

I'm sort of mystified: this morning i had some strong blue streaks, midmorning i was not feeling clear headed, and yesterday i was muddled. But late afternoon i started feeling sharp and optimistic.

What happened? Was it just enough time passed? I cried enough? What?

Still seeing the therapist on Friday, still have an ulcerated mouth, but it's the first breath of hope in a while.

so odd.