Cat journal

- a old pic of Kermit, Spot, Grendel, and Data looking out the window

Tonight I decided to look for my internet connection information in case I'm able to revive my old computer and switch from this one back to that one. I didn't know where the info was, though, except in a closet with tons of other stuff. Once I started, that obsessive-compulsive part of me that wants to make everything neat and to throw away old stuff kicked in, so I was at it for hours.

I found old notes from the one (really bad) novel-length story I wrote, two old keyboards and mice, tarot cards, a sea shell, two cat restraining bags, books, CDs, photographs, watercolor paints/brushes and a block, and a health journal I kept about my four cats.

I looked at the journal, which was full of entries about fleas and medications and allergy tests and dietary suppliments - I had forgotten how anxious I was about being a cat parent. It reminded me that it's 10 weeks since Kermit died - still miss her.