The ever changing plan

I was all set to go to Michigan tomorrow - and then - my brother called to ask me if I could get him from the airport in Chicago and take him to the farm. Which of course I don't mind - I'm just a planner and I don't always adapt well when the plan changes. This is a good change of plan, just one I wasn't expecting. I took tomorrow off of work and I'm not getting him until 8 p.m., so, what should I do with the day? Get a car wash, go to the bank, get a manicure? I get to see my nephew E a few hours earlier than I would have if I go to the farm. I can't wait.

Anyway, this entire month has been in exercise in adapting to the ever changing plan and the ability to go with the flow instead of drowning in the current. My anxiety level is high - a lot higher than normal since I went home to Michigan - probably a combination of things. Going to Michigan for a week, the holidays etc.

And my sponsor pissed me off tonight to the point where I might get a new one. I generally don't believe in changing sponsors when they piss you off, but she pissed me off to the point where I just might. Or, at the very least, I'm not calling her for a very long time - I won't see her anyway since I'll be out of town. I can always just call my old sponsor in Michigan. So there. Okay, I'm feeling a little immature about this - but I'm seriously pissed at her.

Look at how cute my cat is. I stole the idea of posting cat photos from a fellow blogger that I read all the time. I took him to a friend's house tonight because I will be gone for a week - I miss him already - and he just can't be left for a week all alone. He's more like a dog than a cat so when I leave for this long, I have someone take him. He's recently taken to sleeping on the pillow next to my head. I sleep on one pillow and he sleeps on the pillow next to mine. Sometimes he reaches his little paws over and puts them on my pillow. Or he paws me on the head until I pet him at 4 am. The thing is, I like to switch sides of the bed - he doesn't. He's a left side of the bed cat. If I try to go to sleep on "his" pillow. He stands on it right next to my head until I move over to the other one. So cute and cuddly, except when he attacks me because I don't get up as early as he wants me to. I was going to post a photo of me and baby E from last year - but I am chickening out at the last minute. I'll get some new pictures of E soon. So, enjoy the cat photos.