Quicker than expected, I’m recovering from the loss. I had a day of self pity and there’s nothing more I can do. Andy and friends from work have assured me that I will find a place just as soulful and funky as the apartment I lost. And because they truly believe, I’ve started to also.
In other news, I got a kitten. Quite spontaneously. A little calico. I saw her and I could not say “no”. And thank goodness I didn’t, because she’s great. I’m still grieving “Josser” and “Kip”, who I shared with Amy, but we had to give them up for adoption. Very difficult decision, but I know they’ll go to a great home.
I named my new kitty “Hazey Jane” for the song by doyouevenhavetoask.