Miss my Cats!

I am in beautiful Savannah on a trip for work. Hopefully I will see more than the inside of a conference room. I do miss the cats though. Especially Mariah--That sweet thing!

More Bengal cat Mariah pictures

Mariah's Family

RWSGC Bengaland Divinci Domino of Woodlands is Mariah's Great Great Great Grandmother. CH George Of The Jungle is her father. They are very beautiful. Please check them out!!! There is a lot of information at the Bengaland website. That is where Domino came from.

Maria's beautiful rosettes

Mariah is getting so big that I can't pick her up with one hand easily anymore. Up until last week I could just scoop her up with one hand and carry her around. Now I have to hold her against my side if I am trying to carry her with one hand. She is gorgeous! She is also big enough to be on the screened in porch. She can scamper along the railing now.

I don't have a picture of her mother. but there is a picture of her Great Great Great Grandmother on the breeder's webpage. And there is a picture of her father on his breeder's webpage.

Rain Rain go away!

It is raining cats! And its cold! I don't like it & I want to eat pasta and go to sleep.

Where is my time?

Sometimes I think there are only split seconds during the day when I am doing something that I want to do. The rest of my time is spent trying to accomplish impossible tasks dreamed up by someone else.

I can never get anything done that I want to do---that is a given. But the really messed up thing is that I can never get anything done that anyone else wants me to do either.

I am the very picture of frustration. Much of this rant is because of work--yes. But the rest of it has to do with home. There is no time for anything fun. There is just work and exhaustion. There is sleep but not enough.

There are things to clean. I have to clean them. I clean them and they are already dirty by the time I'm done cleaning them. Why bother? And its never good enough. Why is that?

Why is what I do not good enough?

So here is the question: Why bother doing anything? Someone will just tell me I can't do it right anyway.

I am. Does anyone have a problem with that??

Can I have a moment? Can I be for a moment? Can I just be, anymore?

I twist myself into some pretty uncomfortable positions being the obligatory me. Why do that here?

For the next little while, I am going to post about what I want to do and be. I am going to write about myself.

Today I am rebellious.

Anyone out there with me on this?