Well, I got a new job! BIG relief. I don't start until January 5, since it's a new hotel and doesn't open until March. Plenty of time to get myself mentally prepared. The thing is, though, that I am used to a relatively more casual style than this place will require. At my previous place of employment, I wore corduroys or khakis, depending on the season, with sweaters or blouses. Now, I will have to wear suits. (Gasp, shudder.) I'd bought a new black "interview suit" in August, but never expected to have to wear it for much else, beside the occasional funeral. So yesterday, my cousin & I went on a shopping trip. I needed the moral support. Luckily, I can wear pants, not just skirts. I would die a thousand deaths before wearing pantyhose every day til I can retire in thirty years. We went to the Limited up in Fort Collins, where they, like just about everyone else, are having big sales. I imagine I made my little sales person's day. She was wonderful, by the way, as was my cousin. We had a grand time on a slow Friday afternoon. I ended up with two jackets, four pairs of pants, a fancy blouse & a nice top. Everything is black, black & white, or gray! It was funny to see everything heaped together on the counter in all of its monochromatic glory. I would say I'm covered til summer now. It was kind of fun, I must admit.
In other news, Seamus, my 12 1/2 year old orange tabby cat, had to go to the vet this week. I was afraid he was in kidney failure. The news is somewhat better - he is diabetic. I began with his insulin injections today. I was somewhat apprehensive about it, but the needles are so tiny, he didn't even notice. In fact, there was so little reaction that I feared I'd not actually injected the stuff. That was a relief. I had visions of having to chase him around every morning and wrestle him to the ground. Not a happy start to anybody's day. Seamus is seen below, with Trevor, enjoying a sunny morning.
2 comments:
Tickled to read your post and very sorry about the diabetic cat.
ONLY black attire allowed? How very Irish...there was a time I had nothing but black...right down to the under things...but I got away from it finally. Always had one black outfit and one navy, once a grey wool suit with something like an Ike jacket that I REALLY loved to wear. It was very odd that when my mother died in '73 I had to borrow something appropriate to wear from an aunt with a closetful of professional wear; that was during my levis, chambray shirts and moccasins era.
I already gave you the solution/alternative to panty hose; I wouldn't wear them again...for the Second Coming, or even for a funeral...which I no longer attend either.
As Idaho slips further down the economic ladder every day, I'm really glad you got the new job...and hope you can settle into it with no hitches, and really enjoy it.
I can already see a change in Seamus, even after two days. The symptoms that led me to believe it was kidney failure are drinking lots of water, followed by the elimination of said water. He is already drinking less. YAY!
I like green & navy, too, but not brown. I have a couple pairs of nice, dressier wool pants that I got from Bean a while back - one navy, one dark green. With those suits, the options are limitless for colorful blouses & tops!
We are having the most spectacular sunset! Brilliant pinks. Just beautiful.
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