25 days without a car

And I’m going nuts.

I texted the car shop and the chief mechanic said they couldn’t do the paint job yet because it has been raining the past few weeks, which I completely understand.

Lord, please give me at least two dry days so my car paint job will be done. I don’t know how long I can stay like this, not being able to drive to places, even do a big grocery shop.

Meanwhile, my neighbors had Mochi/Whitey cremated today.

Goodbye, Kitty, love. Photo c/o my neighbor.
With paw print and glass for the ashes. Photo c/o my neighbor.

It was just so heartbreaking that he held on so we can be with him at the last moment before he let go his last breath.

I really do love cats. When I was growing up until my first job, I thought I was more of a dog person and my salary just went to pay for my dogs’ vet bills. Now that I’m older, I think my temperament matches more with cats. I’m an ambivert but my introverted side appreciates my cats’ aloofness and pretension that they do not care about me but in truth they’re really nuts about me. šŸ˜‚

Like this lovely critter here. She again offered me another dead mouse outside my bedroom door.

Sushi, who is fond of giving me love offerings.

She had been making noise outside my bedroom yesterday morning, made sure I wake up so I can let her in my room. But when I opened my door, she refused to enter. I wondered why she went through all the hoops to wake me up then she’s not going inside my room šŸ¤” Only when I saw the dead mouse and acknowledged it did Sushi finally saunter into my room with a smug face. šŸ±

I screeched and asked Ate C to clean up the crime/crime scene.

We don’t harbor pests in this apartment but because our neighbors in the next unit are really messy people, they already have a rat colony there and some of them had crossed over here. Hence, Sushi’s new preoccupation.

Their landlord inspected their apartment recently and saw that leftover Jollibee meals were on the kitchen counter with small rats circling around these. šŸ¤¢ That’s how disgusting they are.

I couldn’t put rat killers around my unit because of my curious cats. That’s what my other neighbors suspected that killed Mochi/Whitey. šŸ˜¢ I’m still figuring how I could get rid of the pests without harming my fluffies.

Meanwhile, I don’t have anything else to keep me occupied today so I spent the evening learning to sing one song. šŸ¤£šŸ¤£šŸ¤£šŸ¤£ Ghad, I’m so boring.

Ocean – Lady Antebellum

At least this is better than trying to amuse myself by chatting with strangers, like what some friends suggested since they themselves are currently doing the Bumble thing. Especially this lawyer friend of mine who has been in the dating circuit in Singapore. She went through so many scrapes now because of Bumble and it seems like she hasn’t learned anything.

Anyway, I still can’t do that because I just discovered that I am not completely out of the woods yet i.e. I still want love and attention, which is fatal as this would lead me to the wrong person/people. So better I keep to myself until I become numb and heartless.

Maybe I would be able to do that dating thing when I am already nonchalant about everything, which I doubt I would be. Ergo, no. I would not be able to do it.

I should’ve learned my lesson.