The Comfort of Cats

We are loving our new fur babies.  They bring our family a lot of joy and entertainment.

When I woke up this morning, I was the first one up and the kittens woke up to greet me.image

They were purring and walking all over me and my laptop.

They love attention and I surprisingly loved giving it to them.

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When the kids woke up, they went to find them too. I love the simple joy the kittens bring.  Everyone loves cuddling with them and I think they calm us down.

Sometimes we feel like we are playing hide and seek because we can’t find them and we all go looking for them.  Today one of them was found on a top shelf in Christian’s closet. She must have climbed up his dresser drawers and then she stayed up there perched up high all afternoon.

I love seeing Jeff wad up paper balls and tossing them in the air and watching Zuma pounce on them. We all laugh at them together.

Our cats bring a lot of comfort and joy and laughter and I am glad that we finally decided to bring pets into our family.

Life is good.

Getting Out of My Comfort Zone

It’s been a week of discomfort.

We’ve had high temperatures and no air conditioning and this made me highly hot and uncomfortable.

My kids grew up, literally, and are off making their own plans, driving with friends and doing their own thing.  It’s all good and wonderful, it just made me miss them and I was uncomfortable and okay letting go.

My identity was compromised and this made me very uncomfortable and curious. I wonder what motivates people to act inappropriately. Be sure to change your passwords and if something sounds too good to be true, it’s probably not. Trust your gut and follow your instinct.

I was offered a job 5 years too early and it made me curious and excited and is moving me out of my comfort zone. 

Finally, on a more fun note, I went for a 15 mile bike ride today with Charlie and my friends. I loved that J was the leader and showed me the way. I was a little bit scared as I didn’t know the way, don’t know how to change a flat tire and didn’t know if I could make it that far. My seat was definitely uncomfortable and yet I rode anyway and loved it.

   
 It’s okay to be uncomfortable because it helps us to change and grow and make things better. As for the identity challenge, I’m not sure if there is anything positive to come from that experience except maybe as a public service announcement to change your passwords regularly with meaningful characters.

What is making you uncomfortable? Hoping things make sense for you soon and that you become comfortable again.

nAMaste