Well, things are very much looking up. I feel better than I have in a year and a half. Curtis and I found a delightful, earthy little apartment that we like very much. We chose carefully, and got an apartment with beautifully color-stained cement floors, so the kids are enjoying their rubber balls bouncing high in the air when I throw them. Though much of it is still in boxes, everything I own is finally in the same apartment in which I live (rather than in storage) and I'm unpacking it bit by bit. Curtis sometimes doesn't really grasp why having my things makes such a big difference, and he jokes, "so you're defined by what you own?" I thought about that, and yes. Maybe it's selfish, or maybe it's shallow, but yes. I'm defined by what I own. I'm defined by the things that I enjoy having around me. And I'm okay with that.
The job search continues. I did a second interview (which was a "working interview") for the Cat Hospital of Austin the other day for a position as a vet tech, and I enjoyed myself tremendously. I got to assist in three neuter/declaw surgeries, and watch a lot of other things. I'm looking forward to getting the job. Curtis has applied at just about every bar in town, and he's waiting patiently for them to call.
Our dear friend Bob got a good report on his dog Keady recently, so that's good news, too. Yay good friends and good vets. :)
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