Cat

My cat is up in the roof again.

A few days ago, as I was getting ready to leave for work, the cat looked up in the vent over the stove and thought there might be something interesting up there. So it climbed up. I couldn't get it down, so I left it there. It was after 11 when I got home. I had to climb on the wheely bin to get up high enough to grab it. And now it's up there again. I'm going to bunnings to get chicken wire to nail across the hole. Or in this case cat wire. Stupid cat. Grrrrr!

Mark has moved out, gone back to shepp. Now the house has just me and jill, it's a bit emptier than it was before. Still haven't got it sorted out properly, I can't be bothered unpacking my bags from last week. I'll just have to make myself.

We're wearing the new shirts today, it will be interesting to see what the customers have to say. No more ugly white shirts with stains and buttons falling off. Pity they didn't really plan it out very well, and no-one has enough shirts to work for a week. Mark only got one. And he works full time.

I've been having a bit of a holiday from jenny craig food this week. I finished out the week last week, then rang up and cancelled last thursday so I could have a go at finishing off some of the extra food I have. That didn't work so well, I don't want to fill out the diary but I know I have to, and I just can't face it. I should go to the gym today so it's not all a total loss.