Lady, you are truly a wonder woman! Maintaining your focus through all you've endured just amazes me! "Almost over," my foot! You're just THIS CLOSE to beginning to enjoy the bountiful fruits of your Herculean labor. You go, girl...we're proud of you.

Well thanks! It's nice to share with friends who are happy for me. I can't wait to soak in my soaker tub. I'm really excited about that one. I'm no superwoman, just one of those kids with all that energy who could never sit still, but who grew up to put it to good use. :) Organization is the name of the game. Mostly, I feel like I am on the downhill side of what seemed insurmountable, even only a week ago. It's amazing how much the unknown or unmoveable can get you down. I still don't seem to fully "get" that tomorrow will be better. What's going on over on "the coast", ladies?

Probably more than 1000.

I left work early in anticipation of greeting said cat and foster mom. We've met, and this cat never stops moving. Never. For that one reason alone, I don't know if she gets to stay. And she bit me and LF because???? We were individually petting her at different times and it must be some spot on her body. She was a stray, so I can see that. Other than that, she seems really sweet, attention starved, but sweet. She purrs constantly. She didn't really talk at all last night, but seemed more confident and did a bit this morning. She is big cat, or maybe I was just used to withering away Keegan, but she must, must, must be on top of me while I am sleeping. Next to me would better. She is pretty trainable as I can already get her to jump up on top of things (for instance when I am on the couch or the bed and I don't want to reach down to get her) when I want by saying "Maggie up". I couldn't bear the thought of saying Mishka for the next decade, and so I changed her name. She used to be Daryl. At any rate, she was looking for places to be up all evening long, but I think that may even be over with since she doesn't feel threatened by us, as she did by the alpha male at foster home; no more climbing the cat house for her, maybe. I like her, and foster mom said, you can't tell from a few minutes with her, and that she'd check in later, so I don't feel like I am stuck or if I feel like it's wrong, I guess she will have enjoyed a vacation. Or maybe she has a new home. She is obviously a Maine coon mix. She has the massive paws with fur inbetween her toes, the mane on her scruff, fluffy butt and tail, and the tufty ears. Stroke of luck there!