Pet and house spam

Posted On August 15, 2019

Since I got my new phone, WordPress for some reason sorts my photos into a totally random order; adding them to a post chronologically is effort I don’t want to expend right now, so please enjoy this medley of photos from assorted days.

Will took this photo of Joop going on a climb.

A bat-watching selfie that I took in the dark for some reason.

Joop in his carry box when he first arrived.

Ozzy likes to put a paw on people when he wants you to do something, two if he suuuuuuper wants it. Problem is he was doing it to me but looking to somebody else!

The garden is so peaceful and full of wildlife.

Cats honestly move too fast for pictures.

The temporary places I plugged things into in the first days.

There are some strange pelmets for attaching odd curtains to, but it gives us places to hang things up.

Mini rainbows (probably caused by the hanging crystals on the thing).

I liked these curtains but they had to come down as they weren’t really to everyone else’s taste.

The Pepsi alcove. And a bit of loose grass that looks like a spider.

Didn’t get these magnets out at the last house and they still had stuff from 2016 written on them!

Here’s some stuff from before the move.

Will made this spider bag when he was a kid, we found it while packing.

A time I was compelled to organise the first aid box.

That feel when you draw your eyeshadow in a normal arc, but then you lower your eyebrows and your eyelids come down.

Wrapping my jewellery while packing. Probably should have included this in the post about moving house, but I didn’t.

I haven’t lived in a family environment for around a decade so it’s a bit weird being in one again. I’m trying to work up the confidence to go around the house and do things and talk to people without expecting to get shouted at or smacked. The Narcissistic Abuse subreddit and related communities made me realise that a lot of the things that happened when I was younger were not normal, not even getting into physical stuff. I still kind of expect that sort of thing as the default from families. I find it bizarre that people speak to their parents as adults. So I feel like I’m tiptoeing around trying not to trigger an explosion of rage from somebody, even though at the same time, I know that other families don’t actually do that. It’s a weird feeling.

Our bedroom is an absolute tip because there’s still so much unpacking to do, and mess makes my mood plummet. Then I get stuck in a cycle of not tidying stuff up because I’m in such a bad mood.

Not helping mood is the fact that I just plain forgot to take my medication for ages. Apparently I should have reordered my prescription on July 26th, but I’ve only just done it because I didn’t take my pills for so long that I had enough left until now. Hopefully I’ll start getting back on track though.
Having an en-suite has definitely improved my well-being though. I can pee without even leaving the bedroom, and the shower has done wonders. The cubicle only has a small step, and I got a shower stool, so I can literally have a shower whenever I feel like it. Our shower was over the bath in our last house, so Will had to lift me in every time.

I can’t actually apply enough to pressure to individual places to dry myself properly, so that’s a bit of a problem if Will’s not home, but other than that it’s really great to just be able to get in whenever I want.

I can’t use my chair in the house at the moment because there’s so much stuff I still need to get off the floor, and I’m starting to feel it in my knees and hips especially. I’ve got very stiff knees at the moment. And I’ve had some pretty horrendous migraines because of the rain.

That’s another thing that’s awkward about living with more people, I go through phases of having a really weird schedule, where I’m unconscious in bed all day but then up for a lot of the night.

So there’s stress to get through until everything finds a place to live, but it will be really good when we get there. Plus I get to touch cats, and Ozzy lives here!

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