untouched.

no one is
feeling the softness
of my hair.
what a shame.
(hashtag marriedtoanaustistic hashtag someonepleasepetmebeforeidissolve)

touch-starved.

Lunar got in on a cancellation. We're going ahead without bloodwork, I think he will be fine, the last blood draw was from like six months ago maybe? I think it'll be fine. He's overall much healthier than he used to be, he rarely vomits anymore and he put on weight like we wanted.

So I take him in at 7am tomorrow. It's very lucky that I was too lazy to get around to scheduling sparkling work for tomorrow. I have two ladies I might sparkle mid-day, but that's it.

( boy issues TMI )

Will pick Lunar up at 5pm, traffic will suck but that's fine. It's exactly the same place Wispra took her cat to get a tooth pulled recently, but nobody needs to know that. I'm glad I already know the route, at least. It's not as close as my vet, but not too terribly far.

Need to get out orders but I'm taking my time with it tonight, I am so flustered and exhausted from too much activity this week. Still not caught up on sleep, my a/c is officially dead, this is the sort of week where I find my bra on inside out or my scissors in the spot where the knives go.

( family )

i think i need a nap or something. i was so hungry and then overate and i feel horrible. but it will pass. i am so fortunate. it's a beautiful day. i have clean laundry and a cleaner room, i will get my work done and my cat will finally get better. my life is ridiculously blessed. i am grateful for every miracle that graces my experience, there is one to be found in every single moment.

now to make a vaguepost on insta stories about needing to be pet.

Also just being in the same room as Alex.

(one easy way to get my touch starvation fed is going to tango class. so much better. even though i completely forgot to meet up with a faery friend. lack of touch makes me crazy.)