It’s been a long time…

I hadn’t posted in such a long time…  that I forgot my password!  It has since been found.  I think I avoided posting for awhile due to the emotional nature of my last couple of posts.  I couldn’t get past the pain for awhile, but I’m doing quite a bit better now. 

Losing Teddy reminded me of what it was like to love  — and  how important it is to continue loving.  I have since adopted 3 more cats since Teddy passed to the Other Side:  Simon, Rebecca and Reagan.  I think he would have wanted it that way… and Jack was getting lonely.  Here’s a look at the new kids (and, of course, Jack!):

 

A lot has happened since last year, and I will definitely be posting about it soon.  It’s been a busy day… Watered the garden, did the laundry, cleaned the litter boxes, jammed on my guitar for a couple hours, listened to some music, cuddled with some kitties, vacuumed the carpet… the foks are coming over tomorrow to help me finish the privacy fence.  It’s funny… no matter how well I clean the place up, it’s never quite enough.

It was a long day at the office… Lots of work to catch up on.  Not due to my absence, but due to others’.  Oh, well.  I guess it has to be done.  Exhausted from lack of sleep.  Jack threw up on me last night in bed.  Had to get up and wash the sheets at 4am.  Yuck!

Thanksgiving

To all these things I give thanks:

1.  To my friends, Steve and Eddie, who share equally the sorrow and the joy of my life.  I cherish you, as you are my chosen family.

2.  To my family, who understands me and holds me and loves me as I am.

3.  To Jack, who chose me as his human.  I have cherished your love and affection since 1996, when you first arrived at my door.  You had the key to my heart & I’ll never turn you away.

4.  To Teddy, who also chose me as his human.  For 11 years, you were my baby.  We shared a bond that many do not understand, but I will love you always.  You are my light, my love, my joy, and until we meet again, you will fill a space in my heart.

5.  To BD, who took me in when no one else gave me respect for my skills and background.  You left office politics at the door and accepted me as one of your own.

6.  To God, for always giving me what I need and making sure I land on my feet.  I am not angry at you for taking Teddy home.  I am grateful for the time you allowed me to share with him.  You made it possible for me to attend to his every need — to the very last minute of his time on earth.  Thanks also for allowing my parents to stay a little longer than planned.  I enjoy every minute with them.  Thanks as well for sending the wonderful human angels my way.  They make wonderful friends and are worth their weight in gold.  I wouldn’t trade them for all the money in the world.  I am sorry for doubting you for so many years.  You know what you’re doing and I respect that.

To everyone out there, may you find much peace, love and happiness in every form it is available.

You and Your Glory Days

To: You’re so vain, you probably think this blog is about you -

I hope the memories of your glory days are good company.  I’m really sorry if I’m not able to live up to them.  I’m 32, not 17.  Sure, I would have loved to have been born filthy rich, but I’m just a regular 9-5 working schmoe who tries the best I can with what I have.  That’s life.  And my life will go on.

While I’m busy moving on to my future, you can have all the time you want to reminisce about what could have been.  10 years from now, when you’ve lost the last of your charms and all hope of attaining a normal relationship, you can add me to the category of “the ones that got away.”  I’m picking up my last shred of dignity, and I’m moving on.

Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

XXOO

Jenny J

P.S. — Yes, I realise that you are far too self-absorbed to ever read this, but it makes me feel better to put it out there all the same.

RANT: Office Gossip & Politics

I really hate working in a big office.  It wasn’t so bad before the move - my department used to be located on a separate floor.  Now… we’re all one big happy family.   Like a deranged episode of the Brady Bunch.

I must admit, 90% of the people I work with were never particularly friendly toward me anyhow.  I’ve only worked there for over a year, but what the hell.   Would it kill people to be nice?  I haven’t been the fucking temp since May of 2007, so it’s ok to learn my name and try to smile.  We’re all on the same fucking team.

Anyway, I’ve been getting some very chilly vibes… and I don’t know why.  With all the gossip mongering, I’m none too surprised.  What the hell is it that these people think they know about me?   Doesn’t matter.  They don’t know anything about me – they’re just jumping to conclusions, and as usual, they are wrong. 

Absolutely no one knows anything about me until they’ve taken the time to get to know me.  I’m actually pretty nice… but I keep to myself and mind my own business.  Guess that kind of behaviour isn’t appreciated here.

Welcome!

In this blog I will paste all the things that don’t really fit in elsewhere on the website.  Why?  Because I MUST digress.  And so I shall…