Stress

You may wonder why I would ever feel stressed, but today I did. The appointment for Jass' FV vaccination was at 12.10 on the other side of the city, in North Melbourne, but not much more than a twenty minute drive. 

But Thursday is my shopping day. I can do both. I will leave early for shopping and neglect the world of blog, which I did. It took forever to reach South Melbourne in the car. Every light just turned red as I arrived. The idiot car drivers were at their worst. If I ask you to give me a character reference for a gun licence, do not comply with my request, or you will be complicit in possible murders.

To save $12 I had ordered my wine at Dan's for pick up. Why can't I just get the discount at the register in person? That went ok, although I would have liked a list on the outside of the box to check what I ordered was correct. Aldi was fine. I'm now back on track and going well, until it didn't. I went to my usual place for coffee and there was a queue. There is never a queue, but five people were in front of me to order, and five people waiting in a group for there coffee. I think I waited fifteen minutes for the coffee. 

Meanwhile, Neighbour HH's son was trying to get a bottle of cheer delivered to his mother's door, but had forgotten her apartment number. There were five text messages between us, and three phone calls to Kosov. The bottle was delivered to her doorstep, then late in the day she texted me to ask if I knew anything about it. No HH, nothing to do with me.

 Stay calm Andrew. You have allowed enough time, and theory told me I had, but practically I felt like I was late. Woolworths was so busy but I smartly moved through the store, buying what I needed, including frozen broccoli and frozen peas, that Aldi didn't have. Then there was the checkout incident, that I won't elaborate on, but delayed me further. 

The traffic on the way home wasn't any better. 

Kosov was coming with me to the vet, and he was dilly dallying but we only left five minutes late. I saw online that the vet has a free carpark. I wish I had known the last time we were there. To save three minutes for the drive to and from the veterinary practice, I could have spent $7 on road tolls each way. Instead with my vague knowledge and watching the car sat nav list of streets, I worked my way there well enough, and we were there ten minutes early. 

We entered five minutes early and were seen five minutes late. The vet was pleasant, very knowledgeable, but slightly strange. I described some of Jass' behaviour and he looked at her notes. Apparently she was quite pregnant when she was found. I assume her kittens were aborted before she was desexed. He went on. I can feel a good amount of nipple development, so perhaps that explains her nesting behaviour. It will take time for the hormones to leave her, but they will. 

As an old age pensioner, I received an about 15% discount for the cost of the visit to the non profit Lost Dogs Home veterinary practice. While I wasn't worried about anything, Kosov was, and he was reassured. Her weight matter was cleared up. She was 3.9kg when checked in, very pregnant. When we returned a couple of weeks after we first picked her up, she was 3.2 kg, and we were quite concerned at her weight loss. We didn't know she was carrying kittens when she was originally weighed. As the vet said, she is a small cat and her current weight of 3.7 kg is good. 

With more crazy driving by others on the way home, it was only a bit after 1.00 when we arrived home. Jass was very unsettled and sought refuge under the lounge room chair until Phyllis arrived home at around 4.00.

I too was unsettled and sat in the lounge room chair watching YouTube videos on tv for an hour to relax. There is a new train/tram/light rail line in Ottawa, ON, CA. That is kind of great. 

I expect Jass will return to her normal, mostly relaxed, state tomorrow. I may go for a nice relaxing train ride somewhere tomorrow, with a day free to myself.