And then the dust mites attacked.

Once again who knew two 4 pound kittens were so viscous and can bully me a semi, fully in denial, adult like bipod, out of my own bed into the storage closet guest room.

Anyway with the holidays rounding the corner at whiplash speeds with a bat studded in rusty nail, I can not express how nervous I am about work.

Now the work place society has gotten toxic no matter where you go, especially in retail. Nothing feels safe and you never know when your last day will be and for the most mind numbing infuriating reason.

I don’t know, with this last six weeks of the year, I feel as if sow.thing sketchy will happen. Here’s to laying low and hoping the new store location eases some of the stressor.

Just have to make it there in one piece. I am very fortunate and blessed to be in my position so I really cant or shouldn’t complain. I’m just scared shitless being at work lately.

Beyond work things I have to look forward to includes the kittens feeling better and finally growing their hair back. Ring worn is a show and a half I don’t recommend. We are currently on week three of this medication. Its some weird 5 week system. Week one ON medication, week two OFF, week three on, week four off, week five on. And at that point I should be in the clear?

Three weeks of active medication, along with topical sprays, weekly baths, oh my god.

All I want to do is live my isolated gamer grandma girl life with the dust mites curled up in my lap, playing the latest gotcha game with a stuff hot toddy- or spicy book ha.