I'm in LOVE!

Lookit that FACE!

I made the mistake of going to the local Humane Society's website and I found this little girl.  Then I actually went over to the adoption site at the local Petsmart and spent some time with her.  She didn't want to be held by the person working there, but when I was left alone in the visitation room with her, she crawled into my lap, curled up and commenced purring like a little engine.

I can't stand it looking at her face in this photo!

Why didn't I take her home?
1.  Because it's the time of year to renew my lease and I've not done that yet.  I want to renew here, but it would be less messy to do that and pay the kitty fee at the same time.
2.  I'm going to be travelling a lot in the next few weeks and it seems really crappy to give her a new home and then be gone a lot -- even when there are people willing to stop by and give her food, lovins, and clean her box.
3.  She's declawed (which is required by my apartment management), but I know there might be an elderly person out there who wants a declawed kitty but is like me and couldn't be the one to actually do it.  What if I'm taking this lover from someone more in need.

I could have taken her home right there.  The people pretty much said, "Eh.  No worries."  That bothers me a little.  There is no adoption fee because they get so many cats.  I mean, are they even checking to see if I'm good enough to be a kitty mommy?  Worse, are they checking if someone else is good enough to be a kitty mommy or daddy?  I was very emotional on the drive home.

What do you all think?

Cleaning tips from the Spinster

After having recently been at a dinner party and sat with a bunch of married with children women, I was again reminded that this life of a spinster isn't so bad.  One of the big reasons?  Cleaning.  First of all, there is only one person making the mess -- me.  Therefore, there isn't as much mess ... maybe.  Second, how clean (or not clean) my place is affects only my well being.  I don't have to go to Parents' Night at the school and be concerned that the other moms are going to be whispering to each other, "There she is...  Yes I've been to her house.  You know the head lice epidemic started there."  Speaking of head lice, RLF's step daughter just had two go-rounds with that one.  Cleaning up after that would tempt me to just move and buy all new furniture.

As I listened to the woes of cleaning up after a husband and children, I was happy for my very simple cleaning routine.  Okay, my lazy cleaning routine.  There was a time in my life when I was fastidious.  Half of every Saturday was spent dusting, vacuuming, cleaning surfaces.  I was so psycho that the tops of the heat registers were cleaned every week.  Now they only get attention about twice a year.  I had come to the conclusion that I wanted to tempt fate and staph infections.

With that in mind, I have only five tips that are enough to get the Sassy Spinster through the day.