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09/26/2003: "Random acts"
Amber is feeling much better, though her hearing has not come back. She is acting much like her old self -- following me around the house because she hates being alone, sleeping on the bed with us again, purring, snuggling -- but you still must tap her on her back to get her attention. With the help of some medication, she's gotten some of her appetite back. She eats a few bites more and more with each meal. But I've been forced to give her wet, greasy Fancy Feast, which naturally she likes because well, it's bad for her. She turns her nose up at her old food, which she needs to eat again at some point because it's prescribed to her for previous kidney problems. At any rate, I'm confident the worst is behind her, which is a big relief, though I feel she'll never be back to 100%.
Our refinancing was a total bust. We stopped work on our paperwork and aborted the process, bringing us back to square one. The lender we had found through Lendingtree.com, Castleview Home Loans, was so exasperating, disorganized and unprofessional, we felt we just could not proceed with them. We lost a $500 "good faith" deposit, but Castleview had frustrated us so much that we felt losing that money and settling back with our current monthly payment was the price we would pay to ease our minds. Sadly, we let the refinancing boom pass us by. But maybe we'll get another chance someday.
In smalltalk with a co-worker several days ago, she revealed that her past occupations include training dogs and bartending. Now she is a journalist. That made me wonder whether journalism really is a vocation and not a profession. The debate never ends.
Current mood: Fried
