It is one thing when your house is in disarray. It is another thing altogether when your house is in disarray, your computer is threatening to crash, and your mental state is not all it should be.
Somehow I navigated the triple threat without being completely destroyed. My sink is shiny once more(let's not discuss the other rooms in the house). My computer has been chkdisk'd and defragmented and uninstalled and reinstalled until all is running smoothly again. Visual Source Safe has been installed on a different server to keep my dev files nice and safe.
I've even resolved what to do with the pink cashemere-- the Sheelagh Shawl from Gladys Amedro's Shetland Lace-- and managed to return to a previous WIMP, the landscape shawl, using Koigu from Gig Harbor 2004, while eyeing the other Mermaid sleeve cautiously.
My son returned home from Tokyo, having survived the earthquake (and called home immediately this time!) and is now back at Ole Miss for his senior year, well-traveled and worn out.
So, although Ginger is probably in the belly of some fat coyote (may she rest in peace), maybe I will survive.
(Curiously, the raccoon thieves, Lewis & Clark, have also been missing for a couple of weeks.)
Posted by Sheila at August 25, 2005 07:14 AM Posted to Knitting | Life | TrackBackI am so devastated about Ginger I don't even know what to say.
Posted by: Ryan on August 25, 2005 08:25 AMIt's so hard to tread the path with hope on one side and resignation on the other.
My backyard neighbor lost her cat for nine months -- it turned out my dotty leftside neighbor had been feeding her tuna all that time. She runs a sort of crack house for cats.
Good thoughts to you, Ginger and the rogue racoons.
Posted by: martha on August 25, 2005 08:56 AMA crackhouse for cats?! That makes me laugh-- and hope that Ginger is in one, flat on her back with paws up, purring.
Posted by: Sheila on August 25, 2005 10:16 AMOh Sheila...Dear, sweet Ginger I am so sorry. That's it - Kitty House Arrest from now on. Besides I have seen the size of the Fremont rats hopping along the telephone wires and those racoon pawprints on the fence.
I just hope she is getting plenty Catviar where ever she is.
Hats off to Martha! She captured it all very well in that first sentence. I will continue to hope for a happy outcome, though ...
Posted by: Katie on August 25, 2005 10:36 AMI'm so sorry about Ginger, two of my cats were what we call "coyoted" last year.
Posted by: B on August 25, 2005 02:09 PM