It is a quiet Sunday

Luna gives the best cat hugs ever. What a wonderful babygirl cat I have. Also, she was biting my chin. Love bites are wonderful.

It might rain again. I hope so.

Adam will home tomorrow, if not Tuesday.

I'm watching BBC America, particularly the British show Skins. They're showing a marathon of the first and second seasons (series). I like it!

After ripping apart my latest chapter in the novel, I've got a much better idea of how to get where I need to go. This is thanks in part to Jen, who showed me the difference between writer's block and severe self editing.

I sent out job applications to a few more places. We shall see.

And there it went

It actually hit me this afternoon, the fact that I was laid off from another job. A week and three days after the fact, but it's happened. I kept telling friends that I didn't know when it would really it, and they kept telling me to let it out and get the hard emotions out and over with. That happened, just now. I was in the upstairs hallway, and I collapsed. I began sobbing. I sat there, in the hallway, and cried and shook. Luna and Rose came over, and meowed, and surrounded me, and licked me, and nuzzled me, and purred loudly, and then Jupiter arrived, and purred loudly and nuzzled me. My cats save my sanity. Ten minutes later, I got up and went back into the den.

I need to contemplate dinner. I didn't eat much today. Sent out more job applications. Plan on calling and visiting places tomorrow.

I wish I didn't feel terrified. Everything will be all right.