twice...twice in one week with the vegetable peeler, on the same finger...first the tip gone then a large, diagonal chunk of nail. *sigh* i'll have to find something else to do to occupy my time, cooking is a bit hazardous. at least i can double team it all with one bandaid.

this weekend was full of dancing lessons for sither and betrothed, the addition of roots to TT's tree and a dinner party - lasagne on my part, sans blood and fingernails...all of that was a day or so before the lasagne extravaganza. peh.

such purity in kitties, there is. lick and love and purr and poop. no worries or anxiety - except for perhaps with havanalog, but then again he is quite the cat of a different breed.

work was difficult today. hard to keep my chin up with the knowledge that things will be changing swiftly with december - i just have to somehow get there. i find myself giving up, not caring, and becoming a slight bit complacent. i would like easy or happy, care-free. funny how people come into our home for dinner parties and oooh and aaah, forgetting or perhaps not even thinking of all of the pain and work that is behind such things (and i am not talking painting the house, mr. incredibly constructive neighbor guy, thankyouverymuch - fucker.) funny. i am so very proud of where we are.

i always forget how much time and energy emotions take.

peh.

it is not all that horrid, really, i just long for change...always.