Today, I’m the Grumpy Old Guy

Unlike Walter, I still have my hair.

It’s been a long week and it’s getting longer by the second. It’s already clear that it’s going to be Thursday all week today.

Since the migraines showed up in force, I’ve noticed that I get grumpier easier and over smaller things. Of course, that could just be from getting old, but I don’t think so. It could also be this infernal house arrest, although Obersturmbannfurhrer Cooper is going to allow us proles out of our cages just a bit more come tomorrow.

At any rate, I’m busy trying to get things together so I can go out of town and relax this Labor Day weekend. Isn’t working so far, so I’m going to use the liberal method and do it more and harder and see if that helps.

I’m also irritated at my vet. Told one thing, show up to get the visit done, get told I can’t do it because what I was told wasn’t what I was told. Two hours and a number of scratches from a cat who *really* didn’t want to go for a ride wasted.

The good news is that we’re supposed to get cooler weather this weekend. Of course, that comes from a group who haven’t had the best track record lately.

Grumble, grumble, grumble.