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And then there were four.

Four cats, as our neighbor's big, orange cat Luigi joins our clowder. He's been spending days with us for the past several weeks, so the distress in the household was minimized. Nonetheless, i did not have a restful night's sleep. I'm not sure how much was feline activity and how much was just me. It feels like the apartment failed to cool in the night, as well.

Mr M is terribly frail, but i believe his great purring heart will be with us for some while. It's hard to tell how Mr M is taking it: it seems his universe is very small. Every now and then he has realized something was up (ie: there's another cat), and there have been a handful of full hissyfits. Christine used a pillow shield in the first fit. Mr M attacked it with serious purpose, and, considering how many times Mr M has bit me when distracted from his target of protective fury, one course of antibiotics was avoided. I think Luigi has rapidly realized that he out weighs Mr M substantially and he seems pretty calm.

Greycie Loo is indignant (which is nearly her common state). She's hissing her displeasure in Luigi's general direction. She's also sharp as a tack, and i think she'll negotiate this with skill.

Since Edward and Luigi have been playing together for years, Edward seems to barely notice the change.

Christine grieves the change. Out neighbor has lived here longer than we have. While we have not been close, we have been supportive of each other.

How am i? I don't really know. The past month or so, i've been loosing myself in books and have generally felt rather detached with a general anhedonia. I think i'm in a coping mode as Christine is distressed by this change and other issues. Some travel to see family looms on the horizon, and i can't see much beyond that. If anything, the long days have gotten in the way of rest as dinner has been occurring as it gets dark, with a dose of video entertainment after that.

I think i need to be journaling more. I'm recording a great deal, but somehow the daily "moodscope" exercise is not as potent. Yes, there's the immediate gratification of seeing a score with moodscope, and there are up and down variations -- but i'm not certain of the value. It's faster than journaling, but in juggling all the little recordings and such perhaps i can say i must do moodscope or LJ journaling every morning (ie: i can skip one if i do the other) with at least three moodscopes and three journal entries a week.

I recall the high i had from learning a bit of python: i've been denying myself that as i make sure all the analysis that is needed is covered. I think i will pick it up some today.

In other aspects of my back to the command line experience, ( blah blah to do lists in evernote and in emacs org-mode )

Filling the form

I'm not particularly surprised by what comes to mind. The themes of purging stuff corresponds to what is becoming a habit as i've found purging items easier and easier, especially as i experience the reward of the space.

I suppose what doesn't come up on here is that i have a box of things to try and eBay: i should go through that box and put as much into the boxes for the Meeting's rummage sale as i can. I know there's some silverware in there that might as well go to Harvest festival (commodity item, heavy). There's also the task of finding a home for the Limoges china.

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