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cimoreneI'm stressed out about the idea of going back to work tomorrow, a little bit because I'm always still mentally and executive functionally unready to un-hibernate during the entirety of January, but also because Anubis hasn't really settled in that much yet.
Wax will be working from home this next week and while Anubis was free today, he may have to be locked back in the isolation room (the dining room) while she's working. The guy wants affection and attention, not just from us but from the cats, who are still avoiding him, but he's also still walking around crying and he is trying to get us to go sit in the dining room where he feels secure enough to snuggle. (He doesn't feel safe to snuggle in the living room, because one of the other cats might come up.) But he's so sad! He was crying in his sleep yesterday! He was nervous and picking at the new wet food (when we bought some of the raw food he's used to this afternoon, he tried to eat it while it was still frozen solid, and then as soon as it was soft - still cold - he wolfed about 100 grams, then conked out immediately in the papasan).
When I say I'm apprehensive about managing work again when I'd rather hibernate: it's not really enough time to be physically exhausting, even now; it's more that I want to cry thinking about the possibility of having to put on a public/social face (although with any luck I'll be by myself most of the time this week, since the weather is so abysmal that the question of what to wear to walk to work is genuinely a puzzle) and leaving the house.
I ordered a new calendar to use for work this year with fountain-pen friendly paper (a Hobonichi) but it hasn't arrived yet. I have been working without an actual calendar all of this time, so it's not like I need it, but I have been looking forward to that.
And also: I was intending to investigate Mastodon a bit more and maybe create an account somewhere this past week, but I did not get around to that.
Wax will be working from home this next week and while Anubis was free today, he may have to be locked back in the isolation room (the dining room) while she's working. The guy wants affection and attention, not just from us but from the cats, who are still avoiding him, but he's also still walking around crying and he is trying to get us to go sit in the dining room where he feels secure enough to snuggle. (He doesn't feel safe to snuggle in the living room, because one of the other cats might come up.) But he's so sad! He was crying in his sleep yesterday! He was nervous and picking at the new wet food (when we bought some of the raw food he's used to this afternoon, he tried to eat it while it was still frozen solid, and then as soon as it was soft - still cold - he wolfed about 100 grams, then conked out immediately in the papasan).
When I say I'm apprehensive about managing work again when I'd rather hibernate: it's not really enough time to be physically exhausting, even now; it's more that I want to cry thinking about the possibility of having to put on a public/social face (although with any luck I'll be by myself most of the time this week, since the weather is so abysmal that the question of what to wear to walk to work is genuinely a puzzle) and leaving the house.
I ordered a new calendar to use for work this year with fountain-pen friendly paper (a Hobonichi) but it hasn't arrived yet. I have been working without an actual calendar all of this time, so it's not like I need it, but I have been looking forward to that.
And also: I was intending to investigate Mastodon a bit more and maybe create an account somewhere this past week, but I did not get around to that.
