Oh, hello treadmill... remember me?
Jul. 20th, 2021 08:46 amWhile my brother was here, I took the opportunity to take a treadmill vacation. But, today, it was back on the old wheel. And it was hard. After 4 minutes, I spend some time trying to find a reason, any reason, to stop. I failed. I did my 25 and it was not fun but I did it and I'll do it tomorrow.
In a vacuum, I have a tendency to get outraged, annoyed, pissed off at lots of things. When Bill was here, I did it pretty much out loud. His reactions were fascinating. I'd say, on average, he agreed with me for about a third, stayed neutral for a third and challenged me, fairly vigorously, for a third.
It's in that last batch where the lessons can be found. Turns out my reasonable annoyance isn't that reasonable lots of times. I have the opportunity to put those lessons to work with the cat behaviorist.
When last we talked (July 7) we made a date for a follow up in two weeks which would be tomorrow. On the 14th, as instructed, I filled out their report form. It said if you wanted to change/cancel/make appointment, spell out the request here and they'd confirm in 24 hours. I did, they did not.
I waited until Sunday night and sent an email to the office manager and info@ asking for at least confirmation of cancelling the July 21 appointment. Crickets. Finally last night I sent my last email to the office manager, info@ and the behaviorist trying one more time. This morning I got two emails with the exact same words "The clinic is technically closed most of this week while Mieshelle is filming her cat behavior show for Discovery Channel. Once we have her schedule configured for that week, we will send you an appointment email."
I was put off by being ignored but now I am even more pissed off at their diva excuses.
BUT, I think what is really jerking my chain is a combo of having spent so much money on something that, honestly, I probably didn't need. I did get some info out of our call. About maybe $150/200 worth. And I appreciate that. But, I paid $450 for that call plus 2 or 3 others (I don't even remember) and I don't really want to talk to her anymore. So I think I'm more annoyed with me, really. It was a dumb thing to do. Biggie figured out Biggie on his own (with some drugs from our oh so fabulous vet). And, we'll be fine. The behaviorist is turning out to be extra icing - expensive icing on a cake that didn't need any more.
So, yeah, it's me I'm pissed at. Nice.
Turns out I did not lose as much money yesterday as I expected. And today, the trend is back up so not great but not as bad as it looked. It's all pretty much funny money anyway except my investments are pretty much my employer of record from here until I die so I like it when they are happier.
Today I need to take one return to Amazon and that's it for errands. I have plenty of food in house - for Biggie and for me. Sometime soon-ish, I need to make a Costco run. And my Trader Joe's list is getting long BUT none of it is critical yet. The Mariners play in Denver tonight an hour earlier than usual.
Biggie is outside kind of bird hunting but he seems to be just going through the motions this morning. He doesn't look like he's really trying, more like he's just lounging. Maybe it's his new bird strategy.
In a vacuum, I have a tendency to get outraged, annoyed, pissed off at lots of things. When Bill was here, I did it pretty much out loud. His reactions were fascinating. I'd say, on average, he agreed with me for about a third, stayed neutral for a third and challenged me, fairly vigorously, for a third.
It's in that last batch where the lessons can be found. Turns out my reasonable annoyance isn't that reasonable lots of times. I have the opportunity to put those lessons to work with the cat behaviorist.
When last we talked (July 7) we made a date for a follow up in two weeks which would be tomorrow. On the 14th, as instructed, I filled out their report form. It said if you wanted to change/cancel/make appointment, spell out the request here and they'd confirm in 24 hours. I did, they did not.
I waited until Sunday night and sent an email to the office manager and info@ asking for at least confirmation of cancelling the July 21 appointment. Crickets. Finally last night I sent my last email to the office manager, info@ and the behaviorist trying one more time. This morning I got two emails with the exact same words "The clinic is technically closed most of this week while Mieshelle is filming her cat behavior show for Discovery Channel. Once we have her schedule configured for that week, we will send you an appointment email."
I was put off by being ignored but now I am even more pissed off at their diva excuses.
BUT, I think what is really jerking my chain is a combo of having spent so much money on something that, honestly, I probably didn't need. I did get some info out of our call. About maybe $150/200 worth. And I appreciate that. But, I paid $450 for that call plus 2 or 3 others (I don't even remember) and I don't really want to talk to her anymore. So I think I'm more annoyed with me, really. It was a dumb thing to do. Biggie figured out Biggie on his own (with some drugs from our oh so fabulous vet). And, we'll be fine. The behaviorist is turning out to be extra icing - expensive icing on a cake that didn't need any more.
So, yeah, it's me I'm pissed at. Nice.
Turns out I did not lose as much money yesterday as I expected. And today, the trend is back up so not great but not as bad as it looked. It's all pretty much funny money anyway except my investments are pretty much my employer of record from here until I die so I like it when they are happier.
Today I need to take one return to Amazon and that's it for errands. I have plenty of food in house - for Biggie and for me. Sometime soon-ish, I need to make a Costco run. And my Trader Joe's list is getting long BUT none of it is critical yet. The Mariners play in Denver tonight an hour earlier than usual.
Biggie is outside kind of bird hunting but he seems to be just going through the motions this morning. He doesn't look like he's really trying, more like he's just lounging. Maybe it's his new bird strategy.
