The Seconds Tick Away…

“So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.”

The Professor got that job. We moved her up to the Great White North over the course of one very, very long weekend. She’s getting settled into her new life, her new apartment, her new climate. She’s having fun, but it’s hard of course, not knowing anyone in her new town. She misses our cat, and can’t wait to get her own. However, our Professor’s coming home for Thanksgiving and Christmas (Yay!), so it makes a lot more sense for her to wait til she gets back. We’re excited for her, though, and we can’t wait to see how far she goes in her path.

The Artist is rocking and rolling on the coast. She’s taking her time, enjoying the ride, and finding her own way. We love seeing her creativity blossom; her innate talent is amazing to see. The Artist has been dating a Marine and recently attended the Birthday Ball for the Corps. It was stunning to see our Artist in a formal gown and heels; her beauty made both of us have to catch their breath!

The Ambassador has had a pretty intense few months as well. His senior year is pretty strenuous, especially with his RA duties. He actually saved a girl’s life on Halloween night after she passed out from too much alcohol. Our pride for our Ambassador is unwavering, but his steady calm allowed him to overcome his own fear and act quickly. He is dating a really sweet girl who brings out some really good things in him.

So what does this mean for the Scientist and me? Well, the house seems huge now, where it certainly never did before. I’m looking forward to having it overrun when the holidays hit. As much as I need my solitude, I do love having people around for holidays.

Our new kitten (age 7.5mo) is adorable and fun. Even the Scientist, who really don’t like cats in general, has fallen for her. She is incredibly affectionate and sweet, and hilariously crazy. Her favorite toy in the world is a drinking straw. Odd, but true. She also loves twist ties, bottle caps, and milk jug rings. Weird cat. While we can never know for sure, we’re pretty sure we’ve figured out her “ethnic” origin, too. Her little mate is a tuxedo, and she does have little spits of white in a few places. Her other half, we’re convinced, is Tortoise-shell Ragdoll. She is clearly a torti girl in color; no doubt there. But her extra long, super fluffy tail is pretty telling. She has the coat, the personality/behaviors, and everything I’ve read seems to point to it. We just call her Princess Floofytail when she wanders along with that tail waving behind her.

Thus far, we seem to be handling this new phase pretty decently. Granted, it’s not even been a month, but we haven’t killed each other yet. I know other things will crop up along the way, and I know we’re going to trip over each other pretty hard on occasion. But so far, we’re doing ok.

One day at a time, I guess.



About Quarterto5

Education professional and mother of three who is just about to have the "5 o'clock somewhere" be HERE.

Posted on November 12, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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