Wow, it's the last day of April. Where has the spring gone? May is still spring, but in South Carolina it's usually borderline summer.
My sister is coming home next week from college for a few days, but she's gotten a job in the city her college is in for the summer, and she's planning on getting an off campus apartment. This will have two big impacts. One, she'll probably never come home for another summer since she's starting to have her real own place, and not on campus housing. Secondly, she's taking Cinnamon.
Cinnamon is my sister's cat, who we've had since she was 5 months old. She's now almost 11. So we're all very attached to her. She's a definite character, the grumpiest meaniest cat in the world... but we all adore her. She hates dogs, and isn't a fan of strangers. But if you're one of 'her' people she LOVES you, and you know it's an honor.
I've felt bad for her lately because none of us have a lot of time for her. We've got five cats and two dogs. We feed her and she gets some petting every day, but not as much as she'd like. My sister dotes on her, so probably Cinni will be happier there. Certainly my sister will, since Cinnamon is basically the second love of her life, after my sister's boyfriend (who we all expect to be her husband sometime in the next few years). We're a little worried about how Cinnamon will adjust. She's never lived anywhere else for the last decade. Ali's apartment is sure to be smaller than here, plus here when Cinni slips outside (which she loves to do) she slips onto the screen porch and we typically get her back fast. She probably slips out ten times a week, but she gets past the porch only a couple times a year, and we typically get her back within two or three minutes. So I really hope she doesn't get out at Ali's apartment.
But mainly the big thing is... we'll miss her.
Mom just started a job at the census. She did it last decade and liked it. It's really good for my family's finances and Mom's frame of mind. She's not been working in a while.
I need a job. I just looked at my finances tonight and I can't go much longer. I really need a job. Sigh. I think I'm going to go to a temp agency. I guess I need to pray about it. There's very few things in this world I hate doing more than job hunting I think. I was unemployed for 11 months between my last job and the one before it. My last job only officially ended two and half weeks ago (though it'd sort of trickled off to almost nothing before that). It was a temporary job and I knew it. I really liked it. I miss it. Anyway, so now I have to find something else. Pray for me.