I feel a bit sad today. It's a long story. Even the bare bones of the story doesn't seem to make sense to me. I keep wondering where I could possibly have gone wrong but I don't think it's me. Strike that. I know it's not me.
I don't understand why people runaway, especially when there doesn't seem to be any reason. Just ceasing contact. It upsets me. More so when I got on so well with someone. I've realised that the one thing I'll never quite understand is people. Some people, at least. I would never put every person in one category!


On Cat Central - Everything seems to be going well. The cats are getting used to me and I'm finding that I can actually relax here. I haven't been for a run since Monday, however, which kind of ruins my fitness regime (I'm up to 7mile runs now, by the way). I am out in the countryside here and I don't feel so safe running in the dark lanes at night. :-/

Chilling out

At 11.49 last night, I woke up wide awake and thought "wow, what an amazing sleep". Then I looked at my clock and realised that I'd only been asleep for a couple of hours. I'd had an Indian Head Massage in the evening and fell asleep almost as soon as I got back. It was amazing.

I did manage to go back to sleep again, and slept through most of the night. Not even the rascal cats woke me up with their night time games (seriously, that first night, they must have been very unsettled having me stay here and they were really noisey). I feel much more chilled out this morning (it also helps that I have an off-site meeting today, so I get to enjoy a later start!).

I have worked very hard over the last year and a half, and, finally, I have got myself into the position where I don't have to worry so much about money. I can afford the odd treat (like Indian Head Massages) now and then, and I can fix my car if it goes wrong. It is very different from this time last year where I could barely afford to eat. [I never want to be that poor again. Ever.]

So. Day three at Cat Central begins. Already the cats have given me morning cuddles. I am starting to enjoy this. Here is a photograph of the other cat:

Day one at Cat House

Today, I find myself in the middle of the countryside staying in a house with two beautiful Persian cats. I am housesitting and, as such, I get the luxury of my own company for a couple of weeks.

Housesitting works for me: I don't have any ties and it's almost like a holiday (except that I'm still going to work every day). A change of scenery is a good thing sometimes, and the quiet time allows me to focus on myself: my plans and work. I have a lot of ideas that I want to focus on and this is the perfect excuse to do it. [Why do we always wait for an excuse to do something?!]

So. This is day one. A coincidence that this is my first blog of the year?! I hope to be able to blog most nights/days. We'll see.


Here is a photograph I took of one of the cats, the ginga ninja.