Cluster F*ck

This is what my life has become.  I keep losing/gaining the same damn 4 lbs over and over again.

Work is an f-ing roller coaster. I'll do great for days and then I'll shitty feedback (okay, maybe not shitty, but still things I shouldn't be making mistakes on). I just really want to do well at this job. I don't want to f*ck it up. I want it to lead to other better things. Rumor has it that someone who left the CA office last week actually got fired.

I adopted a 2nd cat since it's been more than a year since Orange Kitty passed away and I think Black Kitty needed a friend. Everything was great for a few days until I took him to the vet and he has a parasite and the worst diarrhea. I have to clean the apartment all the freaking time because it can live outside the body and infect others. Seriously, the 4lbs I lost last week were because I would clean 4 hours at night and not eat dinner. But then the weekend came...

I'm taking two classes online to finish up that certificate I put on my resume and I've had zero time for them because I only have time to clean when I'm at home.

The BF and are celebrating our 5th anniversary this week and then we have a wedding to go to also. I don't have high hopes for fitting into anything nice for either occasion. The BF is surprising me on Friday. I told him he didn't have to do much. We didn't celebrate years 3 or 4, so it'd be nice to do something (anything) for 5 years.

The next couple of days really can't go by fast enough.