My cats got out today... *sighs*

I realize that every living being wan'ts to be liberated at one point or another, but my concern comes in for my cat Ebbie... she was born in my house and had never been subjected to the harsh cold realities of the outside world, whereas, Ling Ling was found outside of my work, severely beaten and abused but street savvy.  We got Ling back at about 6:30 pm, but still, there is no sign of Ebbie...this has me really worried... I love my kitty, and she has never been outside or forced to fend for herself.

I fought with Rob today... his priorities for getting things done is completely backwards.  I gave him a set of tasks to accomplish since he isn't working at the moment, and you would have thought I tried to kill his mother.  He went to DSM workforce development to see about his unemployment benefits and has even had a job interview (because I made him apply the day he was let go)... he has not even bothered to apply at any jobs since... just sitting at home accomplishing nothing...hence the small list of tasks.  Now people can criticize me if they want... I don't care.  I have a policy, that if you are not working, you must earn your keep... I don't ask anyone to do anything that I wouldn't do myself though, so don't assume I am just being a wicked bitch.  I asked Rob to go through his belongings that has been sitting in a pile on the living room floor, and in 2 giant boxes in the dining room since we moved in June 1st...thats right, a little over 3 months and it has been sitting on my floors, this entire time because Rob was "Just not able to get it done"... well...there is no more excuses... he obviously has plenty of free time now...so I ask him to do it and he seems to think that hanging up a curtain in our bedroom is more important... and then moving the dresser next to the bed, instead of being at the foot of the bed.  ?!?!?!?!?!

How hard is it to go through boxes and papers?  why would a person avoid doing something for 3 months?  I am not allowed to go through it because it is his, so it sat there...all that time, driving me crazy... I took it all to our room once, but he just drug it out and said he needed to have a lot of space to go through it...*sighs*

His priorities are weird... he doesn't mind clutter, I absolutely abhorr it. 

Anyway... that is my bitch for today... I can't stand it when people have no drive.  I can only be understanding for so long... maybe I am a nag... hell, I don't know... money is already tight though, so this is actually really bad for our finances, and bad for my nerves.

damn....