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It has been a Monday. Haven't I said I do not like Monday's? It started out with me forgetting that the clothes in the dryer did not have the pants I wanted to wear so my pants had 15 minutes to dry and I ended up wearing damp pants to work.

While getting ready to leave for work I went to go feed Chuck...Chuck being our betta. I am saddened to say that Chuck is no longer with us. I was not pleased at this. I knew it would happen one day but I didn't want that one day to come. We have had Chuck for almost 3 years!!! *sigh*

My eyes aren't getting any better. In fact it has now gone over to my right eye lid. I'm just a mess today. Nell mentioned that it might be a dermal infection but seeing how doctors cost money and so does meds...I'm stuck with what I am doing now which is nothing. LOL If it doesn't clear up in a few days I'm sure I will have to go get it checked. For now...I deal with it. Now if the itching would just stop!!!

Now to work on putting more pics on here...:) Ah...the joys of Gerry and POTO. Speaking of POTO...when our cat has her kittens..which should be any time now...I told the girls that if she has a black one with a white face...it's mine!!! Can you guess what the name will be? Yep...Poto. LOL I know....sad huh? Hey..it's my obsession so there! ;)

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