meowbunny
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It was an interesting week. First, I get a call to tell me I can pick up the money that was taken. A little late but the fact that she actually paid it back is a small miracle. Of course, no apology for taking it and definitely some attitude but you can't ask for the moon when you have a small piece of the earth, right?
Then I ask her to stay at the house and watch the cats while I go dogsit for two days. She's happy to do it and did a good job. That was Monday and Tuesday night. She goes to work on Wednesday, says she has Thursday off and wants to hang out with me, maybe help me some with my work. Of course, the help didn't happen but we had a nice evening together when I got done with my busness. I ask when she wants to go home, was told after work on Friday. I raise an eyebrow but say nothing. Friday rolls around, she goes to work, comes home, says she has Saturday off and offers to again help me. This time around she actually does help a little and then we go out to dinner and to see Wall-E. We get home and I finally tell her she needs to go home on Sunday. I take her to work on Sunday, give her a kiss and think what a nice week we had together.
I go run a couple of errands and get home. In the middle of my living room table are several cans of cat food. In the kitchen, a brand new box of canned cat food is open with cans taken out. So, I guess it's okay if the cats here don't get the wet food as long as the cats at her place do?
I'm so very disappointed that she would even think of taking the cat food without asking. I am wondering why she didn't take it. It is certainly obvious she was planning to.
I still have no idea why she didn't want to go to her apartment. Obviously, something is up there but I have no idea what. The best I got was that she was lonely there. Guess maybe roomie goes out all the time with friends and leaves her at home. (Why do I get the feeling she's blown another friendship? sigh)
She did break up with her boy friend and that's my fault because I taught her to expect a certain way of being treated (he'd say he was coming over or going to call and then get wrapped up in work and forget). Well, if this is my fault, I'll happily take the blame. At least I know she expects to be treated well by the men in her life and that was a huge fear of mine.
She's still into the church (cult?) and religion. You should see her bristle when I make any kind of negatve comment. She's now decided I'm not a Christian because I have some doubts and how dare I have them! It's almost comical. She really had a hissy fit when I said that basically any organized religion is a cult (and I'm not saying every cult is bad because they're not). The question is the degree -- is the church you're attending expecting blind faith in the leader of the church or blind faith in God? If in God, great, go for it. If in the leader run the other direction. Of course, she didn't listen and just got upset. I just had to bite my cheek to not laugh. I do love the arrogance of youth and I've always loved to debate religion.
So, a lot of good and then the almost theft of the cat food. I guess I should go through the house and take inventory. I just don't want to know. sigh
Then I ask her to stay at the house and watch the cats while I go dogsit for two days. She's happy to do it and did a good job. That was Monday and Tuesday night. She goes to work on Wednesday, says she has Thursday off and wants to hang out with me, maybe help me some with my work. Of course, the help didn't happen but we had a nice evening together when I got done with my busness. I ask when she wants to go home, was told after work on Friday. I raise an eyebrow but say nothing. Friday rolls around, she goes to work, comes home, says she has Saturday off and offers to again help me. This time around she actually does help a little and then we go out to dinner and to see Wall-E. We get home and I finally tell her she needs to go home on Sunday. I take her to work on Sunday, give her a kiss and think what a nice week we had together.
I go run a couple of errands and get home. In the middle of my living room table are several cans of cat food. In the kitchen, a brand new box of canned cat food is open with cans taken out. So, I guess it's okay if the cats here don't get the wet food as long as the cats at her place do?
I'm so very disappointed that she would even think of taking the cat food without asking. I am wondering why she didn't take it. It is certainly obvious she was planning to.
I still have no idea why she didn't want to go to her apartment. Obviously, something is up there but I have no idea what. The best I got was that she was lonely there. Guess maybe roomie goes out all the time with friends and leaves her at home. (Why do I get the feeling she's blown another friendship? sigh)
She did break up with her boy friend and that's my fault because I taught her to expect a certain way of being treated (he'd say he was coming over or going to call and then get wrapped up in work and forget). Well, if this is my fault, I'll happily take the blame. At least I know she expects to be treated well by the men in her life and that was a huge fear of mine.
She's still into the church (cult?) and religion. You should see her bristle when I make any kind of negatve comment. She's now decided I'm not a Christian because I have some doubts and how dare I have them! It's almost comical. She really had a hissy fit when I said that basically any organized religion is a cult (and I'm not saying every cult is bad because they're not). The question is the degree -- is the church you're attending expecting blind faith in the leader of the church or blind faith in God? If in God, great, go for it. If in the leader run the other direction. Of course, she didn't listen and just got upset. I just had to bite my cheek to not laugh. I do love the arrogance of youth and I've always loved to debate religion.
So, a lot of good and then the almost theft of the cat food. I guess I should go through the house and take inventory. I just don't want to know. sigh