It just shows that I have a lot to say. Too bad I bore everyone to death before they get to the end of this. 😛
It’s been a while since I’ve said anything. Figured since there’s nobody here and it’s rather quiet, I’d take the time to say something.
Well, where can I start? There’s two big things that have happened since I last wrote. One of which was a situation I had just finished preparing for. Stephanie’s cat, Gizmo, had his balls cut off today. According to her, he’s really not all there right now. I’m not sure exactly how Steph handled it, but it was pretty obvious it was a bit tough for her. She treats that cat like a son. But as I’ve been telling her, it’s all for the better.
The other situation is about my car. I got the estimate in this week. $1400. Thankfully, my insurance company will cover $900 of the repairs, but I have to cover the rest. Add this to the $277 down payment on my insurance, I’m up to $800. Oh yeah. My insurance is up for renewal. Great timing, huh? After talking to my insurance rep, they tell me my premium will not change until it’s time to renew again. Oh fun. Something to look forward to. Anyways, I take my car in on the 17th of February to start getting the work done. I’ll have to find another source of transportation for the time being.
*sniff*… *sniff*… my hands smell like stinky cat litter. Hold up…
Okay. Much better.
An odd topic hit my head today. Have you ever wondered if you’re respected? You go through life day to day busting your ass off at work, home, or wherever trying your best to make others happy. But is all this hard work respected? Maybe this is more of a question about trust. I mean, you shouldn’t have to question it if you trust the people around you, right? Maybe this respect is one of those things you don’t have to see, but just know it’s there. You just have to believe in the people around you and know that they respect everything you do for them.
That’s just something I needed to get off my mind. There’s other stuff going on, but it’s the same. Work sucks, bills pile up, and the money just isn’t there like you want it to be. But you still live your life the same, working, cooking, cleaning, sleeping… Makes me wonder if life respects everything I do.