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Saturday, October 15, 2005
Thanks for all the kind words.
What's weird is that I keep thinking that I hear Clyde messing with stuff in the next room. Or I think I see her dart by.
I fell asleep in front of the TV at around 3:00 a.m. I don't think there's anything left on tivo - I watched it all. I have to fast forward through the beginning of Law and Order (when tivo has been bad and recorded a bunch of things that get deleted with extreme multi-thumbs-down prejudice, it repents and grabs a half dozen L&O episodes to pander to my endless appetite for dead body shows) because we used to add to the preamble. "...the police, who investigate crimes, and CLYDE!" Actually, about half the time we would say, "and YO MAMA!" but it still makes me miss her.
Ryan and I had planned to spend the day doing a blitz-unpack on the rest of the moving boxes in the bedroom, which mostly house sewing stuff and had better have my AWOL knitting books in there somewhere. I didn't want to be at home, though, so we went to Stacks for a late breakfast (oops, I forgot to eat yesterday), and then on to mindless entertainment. And you can't get much more mindless than The Fog. Craptastic! Exactly what I needed today.
I cleared out the litterbox and got more of Clyde's stuff packed up this afternoon. There will be another kitty, or more likely a pair of them, here at some point. I saw kittens for adoption at the pet store on my way to breakfast today, and stopped to look at them, and they were cute and sweet but none of them were mine. I know kitties pick us and not the other way around, so it will happen when it's time. There's just no way to have a cat like Clyde and not want another cat; giving that kind of love opens your heart up and takes the door off the hinges. There's no going back.
I can talk about Clyde casually now without tearing up, but I'll probably lose it again when Dennis gets home tomorrow. I know we're both holding back some of the grief until we can be together.
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