Sunday, March 18, 2012
CeeCee came to us as a stray that was starving. She was super thin and not very trusting. I feel sure that today was the first bath she has ever had. I have been conditioning her as much as possible with touching her all over, petting, massaging, and clawing her. Clawing sounds worse than it is. I take my finger nails and use them to massage her. CeeCee begs me to massage her. I gave CeeCee some Bach Rescue Remedy about 15 minutes before her bath to calm her. Then I found all the large empty containers I could and filled them with warm water. I filled a small basin with warm water and cat shampoo. I thought we would need armour to protect us from claws and teeth. I put on garden gloves that are thick plastic and on top of those I used gloves that have those little nobs on them. I used a small kitchen knife to check and see if the point of the knife would penetrate the gloves. It didn't so I felt safe enough. My husband put on very thick gloves that are for use with chemicals.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
I took time to go the the County Convention today, all day. Last week, all week I had been trying to clean my office. The clutter was so bad that I would trip over things. I couldn't find the bills I was supposed to pay. So I knew I had to change what I was doing. Little did I know that the change came when I changed how I was praying. I used to pray, "God please help me clean this clutter." I've been praying for God to help me for a long time. Last week I started saying what I wanted to happen. I started saying out loud; I'm organized, I love a clean and neat house, I'm creative, I'm able to make decisions, etc. Before I had been beating myself up for not being organized, for having a cluttered house, and not being able to make decisions. I've done that for years. I think it's because that's the message I got from my mother about myself. After I started speaking out loud to myself what I wanted I was able to do those things I'd been wanting for years. I was saying those things as a prayer to God. You have no idea how thankful I am. I thank God. I used to feel like I was going crazy with all the clutter and messes. I'd feel so bad I'd cry. I would do other things instead of tackle the clutter. It's only been a week and I'm nearly finished with the office. Jesus, I thank you.
On Monday I started coughing and coughed nearly all day long. In the afternoon I started having a headache. By early evening I felt feverish. I finally made it to bed to rest about 8:00 p.m. VERY unusual for me to be in bed before midnight. In my feverish state I was trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I felt sure it was allergies. Then I wondered if it were from some sort of viral thing I was exposed to. I back tracked my steps and the only public place I'd been was to the Santorum rally. There were some VERY scary people there. They were protesters who started screaming their lungs out when Santorum started speaking. The veins on their neck and temples stuck out as they screamed.