Oh gosh kittens. Yippee
I don’t know how big your “flat” is. But it’s always nice to start kittens or cats out in one room for a few days or even a week. If possible. At least the first few days. Large new surroundings can be stressful. Put them in one of your bedrooms to start. Or close all the bedroom doors and bathroom doors so they can be in one main area of your flat. Not sure what you’ll do though when you go to bed at night.
You got 2 liter boxes so that’s good. You got a scratching post or kitty condo for them to scratch on and play with? Having some “cat nip” around to put on a scratching post is helpful at the beginning. They can hide pretty good too little kittens. You got curtains? They might like to climb the curtains. Tie them up high. Have a few water bowls out for them. Eventually they will use one more than the other and you can eventually get down to just two.
Get use to cat hair on your clothes. . Keep windows closed of course. They like to climb screens.
Have time for them the first few days so you can keep an eye on them. They might like to play in your plants too and kick the dirt around.
Have a lot of little toys around for them to play with. You’ll do great. They will basically take care of them selves in the long run.
I think the first part I mentioned “ not giving them the whole flat” to start with is a biggie. But if your place is real small that might not be an issue. My son started 2 kittens off in his one bedroom apartment and they were fine. They liked to play with the toilet paper roll and the box of tissues.
Oh and don’t leave human food out, some cats can be pretty quick to cleaning up leftover food in your kitchen.
You’re going to have so much fun
I’m jealous.
Watch out for cat zoomies!!! My Daisy is always trying to zoom by me and trip me. She’s a real foot cat.
Oh and the more stuff you give them to scratch on the less they will scratch on your furniture. My cats use all their scratching posts and almost never scratch on the furniture. Put the cat nip on the scratching post to get them using it. They’ll love it.
@Figgie Congrats on 11 weeks @Lisa07 Well done you for passing both tests, that must feel pretty good @anon27760155 You’ve got this! @WCan Congrats on 60 days @M-be-free49 I really relate to the ‘I don’t know who this is’, all I know is that I like him a lot more these days @Nordique Congrats on 5 months! @Clarity I can definitely relate to not feeling human in the depths. So glad you’re having those kinda moments again I echo all of what @anon28001181 just said too, exactly that!
64 days.
I didn’t think I was going to make it out for walks at all today, but I felt anxiety building and knew what I had to do, got 2 in and my tracker says I’ve done over 12km, it’s currently showing 15,889 steps, I think that’s the most I’ve ever done in one day distance wise.
I’m feeling a final decluttering mission coming on, hoping to.get started tomorrow, I tried to psych myself up.but couldn’t escape the terror flashbacks of using the last 2 times I’ve done it over the past year. I wont use, but the mental associations haunt me and then that puts me off. Will try to focus on how great I’ll feel after accomplishing it sober this time round. I can start packing a lot of things into all the boxes I’ve collected this year as well, now that there’s a good chance I’ll be moving soon. It’s good to have a ‘project’ to work on, so hopefully I start tomorrow.
I ended up having takeaway pizza late last night when I couldn’t sleep, and leftovers for breakfast and lunch today. I feel like sh*t about it, but I’ve reset my counter and will keep trying. I had my delivery of 60 new flavoured meal replacement shakes today, so that’s motivating me now.
Checking in on day 140. My fiance had to work today and the kids are away…it has been a looooong time since I have had a day to myself, I honestly can’t even remember. The last time it happened it is likely I spent the day hungover watching Netflix, not today though! Got a haircut, had a nice lunch at a place I haven’t been, getting my windshield replaced and then going to get my car washed! Self time is important, I think I need to work this in a little more often.
Day 138.
Got invited to a surprise bday party in a few weeks for one of my best pals by her other pals - over zoom, of course. It’s supposed to be a brunch party, and the organizer wants us all to have mimosas ready to toast the birthday girl. I’m not even going to pretend… i’ll just have my mug of fresh-brewed dark roast ready to toast.
I thought through how this would all go down if I joined in with champagne. For a few weeks or months, I’d sign off here, manage things, telling myself that the past was just a response to stressful times. But eventually I would wake up one morning, after things get out of hand (more than once, likely), log on here and post “Day 00”. I never want to wake up in that headspace that I have so many mornings, never want to claw my way out of that place.
This place, on the other hand, is where I wanna stay - accountable and companioned by all of you kindred folk.
A cozy grey day here - some light snow. Going to work on a few writing assignments (fun), take the dog girl for a snowy trail walk (also fun), and see what I can do with all the veggies in my frig that will suffer a death of neglect and decay if I don’t use 'em up
Let’s do another day… wishing you all a beauty one!
Day 68: Thanks for all the puppy love yesterday. Chucho’s lab work came back normal, which means his kidneys are ok and his system is tolerating the heart medications. It’s a relief, because he needs them to extend his life and quality of life and he’s doing really well on them right now. Miss Lupe is back to her old shenanigans and doing fine, jumping up onto her favorite chairs for a nap and chasing rabbits in the yard. She’s on abbreviated walks for now and getting the royal treatment with twice daily massages/stretches on her right hip and leg. Big sigh. The dramatic life of a dog mom, right? The truth is, I am so grateful to be sober and clearheaded to manage all this. When Lupe’s condition first appeared, about a year and a half ago, my husband and I were in the middle of a night of drinking and all of a sudden her leg was paralyzed. We had no fucking clue what to do and I was in a panic. Our vet’s after hours line said to leave a message only in life threatening emergencies and our small town has no emergency vet hospital. It’s not like we could have taken her anywhere because we were plastered. Hubby passed out and I managed to sober up and stayed awake with her all night while she shivered from what I could only imagine was shock and fear, since she didn’t appear to be in pain. Got her into the vet first thing the following morning and she stayed there for X-rays and under observation for three days and two nights. Did I stop drinking? Nope. Drank to cope with fear and anxiety because that’s what I was used to doing. Did it help? Hell no. Did it occur to me at the time it might have all gone better if I hadn’t been drinking? To be honest, I am almost certain this was during my denial stage, so if the thought did occur, I’ll bet I swatted it away as fast as possible. It feels like it’s taken a long time to get from then to now, but I’m so glad to be here.
I’ve done it again…written a novella. Sorry. Lots to celebrate about on this thread! Well done, gang!!! Don’t forget, just being here always counts as a win. Sending love to you all.
No no, yer pic is fine! You can hardly tell the difference
Whether gopher, squirrel, or packrat (right, @Dazercat ?) - all of those are wayyy cuter than the dead rodent (weasel? wombat? no - hair clog!) that I cleaned out of the bathroom sink drain…
I give myself full marks for adulting. Reward was another cup of dark roast… The drain was not nearly as much fun as a crawl space, Eric! (I am still lol’ing about the whole “Eric calls the man, Eric doesn’t do crawl spaces” thing! ) C’mon, where’s your sense of adventure?
checking in Nov 14 weighing in at 218 goal weight is in between 145 150 i can do this today to start of my journey iam water fasting today to start on a fresh start then i will reward myself by feeding myself healthy foods lets goo
Oh, your account of that night is scary and a relief to read, all at once. I think of the wasted time with my dog girl, who is almost 10. I swear she can tell the difference in me. She must have been worried about me, before, while I didn’t even notice…
They are so forgiving, our pets. I’m glad your pups have come around. Wishing you all a day of cuddles between massages and stretches!
Checking in, day 9. I’m really tired recently, the other day just fall asleep at 6 pm. This day was nice, I worked, watched a movie with the kids, played cards with them, it was fun.
I started to prepare for Christmas, I had to do it early this year, because the shops are closed. I love the feeling when I fell from “shit, I’m running out of time, what a jerk I am, I have no idea whatsoever” to “the package is on the way, can’t wait to see their face when they open it up”.
. Keep windows closed of course. They like to climb screens.
I echo all of what 
Chucho’s lab work came back normal, which means his kidneys are ok and his system is tolerating the heart medications. It’s a relief, because he needs them to extend his life and quality of life and he’s doing really well on them right now. Miss Lupe is back to her old shenanigans and doing fine, jumping up onto her favorite chairs for a nap and chasing rabbits in the yard. She’s on abbreviated walks for now and getting the royal treatment with twice daily massages/stretches on her right hip and leg. Big sigh. The dramatic life of a dog mom, right? The truth is, I am so grateful to be sober and clearheaded to manage all this. When Lupe’s condition first appeared, about a year and a half ago, my husband and I were in the middle of a night of drinking and all of a sudden her leg was paralyzed. We had no fucking clue what to do and I was in a panic. Our vet’s after hours line said to leave a message only in life threatening emergencies and our small town has no emergency vet hospital. It’s not like we could have taken her anywhere because we were plastered. Hubby passed out and I managed to sober up and stayed awake with her all night while she shivered from what I could only imagine was shock and fear, since she didn’t appear to be in pain. Got her into the vet first thing the following morning and she stayed there for X-rays and under observation for three days and two nights. Did I stop drinking? Nope. Drank to cope with fear and anxiety because that’s what I was used to doing. Did it help? Hell no. Did it occur to me at the time it might have all gone better if I hadn’t been drinking? To be honest, I am almost certain this was during my denial stage, so if the thought did occur, I’ll bet I swatted it away as fast as possible. It feels like it’s taken a long time to get from then to now, but I’m so glad to be here.
