I feel really bad for the cat, Sneezles.

There’s been this plumber, Julio, here since about 9:30.
He’s doing his job with the drills and banging and whatever to replace some pipes in the wall.    That’s all well and good, but he’s been doing so for two and a half hours.    I imagine he probably has an hour or so to go.

Sneezles is probably tensed up somewhere and shared.   Hopefully not shitless because I don’t want to have to clean that up, but I know he’s scared.

I need to find where the catnip went and liberally spray down his scratching post when he’s gone.  I also have the feeling that Jason isn’t going to be able to walk tonight.    Sneenzles will be in full-blown lap cat mode.

The good thing is that this repair should stop the bathroom’s tub faucet from leaking for a really long time.  Instead of three handles, there will be just one which should make potential future repairs cheaper.

The bad thing is that this is going to cost me some $150 more than estimated because the faucet set we bought wasn’t large enough to cover the three holes.

But, I guess it all comes out in the wash.   We’ll be able to return what we bought from Lowes.   Jason can get his money back.   I’m just taking another hit.

But, it’s all good.   That’s what I signed up for.  I’m not sure what the faucet shower combo looks like, but at least it’s Moen.  I’m glad the plumber is using a brand name.

My original plan was to go to the gym when he was done, but since Jason has a class tonight, it doesn’t seem like that’s happening.  I changed plans to go for a walk and try to get downtown, but I don’t think I’m going to have enough time to make it, so I’m not sure where to go.

I’ll do something.  I’ve eaten way too many Baby Ruths this morning.

I’m getting a little antsy myself.

But, Julio seems to know what he’s doing or he’s really good at faking it.    I’d much rather have him take his time than just bs his way through.

Again, it’s all good.
I can’t imagine that removing and replacing plumbing that’s 50 plus years old is easy.

Um.. what else.

I guess I’m going to see Frozen 2 with Leah, Lilly, and some others from Jason’s family.
I understand that this is a family thing.  I approve of it.   It’s important to me for Jason to have a healthy relationship with his family.

But…  Frozen 2?

When I was in the House, Frozen had just gone to video.  I never saw it and was curious so I watched it once.   Not a biggie.   All the singing got on my nerves.  But, I was in a House with nine other anorexic women who didn’t have a lot to do.

A good portion of our days was spent in the common room waiting to be called by various psychological ‘experts’ for brainwashing.    What we could watch on TV was highly limiting because of triggers.   Like we couldn’t watch the news.   We couldn’t watch commercials.   Morning shows about fully puppies where okay, but we couldn’t watch a football game.

Triggering…   Anything with real-life attractive people, something we could debate about, food commercials, whatever… was triggering.

Watching shows about fluffy puppies and Frozen became triggering to me.

I just had a hard time handling it.

I couldn’t read what I wanted because my books would be triggering to myself and others.  I had to guard my journal as it was suspected that it was being read by the staff.   Everyone’s journal was.  Pretty sure.

I think “Let it go” became lodged in everyone’s minds.  It got to where the girls would spontaneously act out scenes from the movie.  They would unconsciously, I think, hum the song while attempting to knit.

The movie was just sucked into my pores.   It was something that I couldn’t rid myself for a long time and swore that I wouldn’t watch Frozen 2.  The very thought of the movie makes me want to mentally throw up in my mouth.

But, I’m going to have to ‘let it go.’

Here’s to hoping for a 24-hour flu bug or something.  =)
Well, at least I have emergency anxiety meds for something like this.