I might make a rule that if I don’t have anything interesting to write about I’ll just skip these TWTW posts. The weather seems to finally be springish. That means in about a week we will be in deep summer.
Somehow, I have managed not to sit on him all these years.
I had thought this week would be interesting. In fact the title I had in my head for this one was “What a Difference a Week Makes.” But nothing interesting happened. Interesting side note: I think the most common blog post title I see is “What a difference a day makes.” Just the other day I was looking around at blogs and found three different posts titled “What a difference a day makes.” The posts are mostly about the weather but occasionally they are about attitude.
Since nothing happened in my life I leave you with this touching video about an old cat
Many years ago, I bought a laser pointer to play with the cat. At some point the batteries ran out and I bought new ones. A couple of years ago the batteries ran out again. Jobu was older and didn’t seem so interested in chasing it so I didn’t replace the batteries. This week I did get some batteries and decided to just see what would happen. I assumed Jobu would not be that interested in his advanced age. I shined the light on the ground near Jobu. He hadn’t seen it in cat ages. He went berserk and started chasing that red dot with all he was worth. For a good two minutes he went all out chasing that dot. He stopped and I turned off the laser. Jobu was standing right next to me and that’s when I started to hear it. rrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRR!!! He started purring louder and louder until he sounded like a motor boat going full steam. He was so happy the red dot was back.
So like last week, we were predicted to have huge amounts of rain and possible flooding. Thursday morning I lay in bed listening to the sound of falling rain. Jobu snuggled by my side purring away like a motor boat. I would need to be getting up soon but we were enjoying a nice relaxing moment before the start of the day. Jobu and I drifted right on the edge of asleep and awake. ALARM ALARM!!!!!!!!! AUUUGA AUUUUGA A loud piercing alarm sound shocked me awake and the whole room seemed to be shaking. Jobu jumped up in horror and sprinted out of the room. My fogged mind tried to clear. It was the aliens.. no the russians. .no wait it was the alien invasion.. My time had finally come. I soon realized the bedlam was coming from my phone. It sat across the room letting off the horrible klaxon sound and vibrating like mad. I stumbled out of bed and picked it up. Flash flood warning. I don’t care I am on the second floor. Why is this thing going nuts. I checked the settings and somehow the alarm warnings had gotten turned back on.
The forecast for this weekend was for it to rain biblical proportions. They predicted 4 to 5 inches. So it came as no surprise Saturday morning that when Jobu woke me up it was dark dreary and raining. Even Jobu seemed whiney and depressed. His morning feeding didn’t draw much excitement. It was the normal time I wake up to get ready for work. After I fed the cat, I decided that despite being still tired from staying up late, I would get up. I could take a nap in the afternoon. I do like a good nap. Of course, I came to this decision while lying in bed petting a purring Jobu. When I woke up again it was almost 10:30. It was still dark and rainy and I felt blah. I tend to think of myself as a person who isn’t affected too much by my surrounding emotionally. Clearly, I was wrong. I got up and moped around a bit. Jobu didn’t even want to get up He just looked up at me and curled back up as if to tell me I was on my own on this day. I walked from room to room trying to get my day started. I decided to really get myself going. I turned on all the lights in my place. Found out a couple of old lamps I hadn’t turned on in years still worked. I put on some upbeat music and made some coffee. I got myself moving by starting to clean the place. I always feel a little better on the rare moments that my place is clean. All this activity had woken Jobu up, so I vacuumed. By the time noon rolled around I was pretty upbeat.
Sunday was another dreary and super rainy day for me. But I enjoyed myself by going to see a really wonderful production of Jesus Christ Superstar