As I lay in bed on Friday, pondering the wonders of phlegm (seeing as how my sore throat had turned into a raging sinus infection) and feeling overall very weary and sick, I hear a peculiar noise, seemingly coming from my stomach.
HAA-AAACH-KGRHK
?
My stomach does not feel ill.
HEERR-EECCK
!
That was definitely not my stomach. That was coming from under the bed.
Heave
HHAARRR-HARRRCHH!
I pull my woozy body out of bed, and crouch on the floor on my aching knees. (My knees ache with a sinus infection. I don't know why.)
And I come face-to-face with a surprised-looking Tatum, who is in the process of coughing up his very first hairball. What he lacked in consistency, he is making up for in quantity. He appeared to be emptying out anything that was not attached to his skin. He seemed confused, as to whether he should be embarrassed or proud.
HEEEEGGGGGG!
I realize my hand is damp, having placed it in Tatum's first attempt, before he retreated further under our bed to continue spewing everything disgusting that can come out of an animal.
So me and my inflated and tender nostrils went and found paper towels and Resolve, and began cleaning.
It was an auspicious start, but fortunately, the rest of the weekend went much better, and even included a wine tasting at my parents' house, although I did not get the full benefit of it since I was severely doped up on decongestants and about halfway into my third glass I began to feel really weird.
Alcohol and drugs don't mix, kids. For a while it's fun. Then you feel oddly lightheaded and miss half the party by laying on your parents bed while the rest of the people in your life continue to get drunk without you.
Sigh
Monday I went for an interview at 9:00AM, and when I got home around 11:00 the phone rang and it was HR saying the job was mine! I'm back to being a contributing member of society!!! How fabulous! And it's even in book publishing. Who knew there'd be so many opportunities in Denver, Colorado? The commute, benefits, and pay all trump the previous gig, so I'm already feeling good. Plus, they believe in lunch. I'm worried they must have a skeleton in the closet, it sounds too good to be true. But I'll take it, and even be able to pay for my lunch while I'm at it.
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Yay for a new job! Can't wait to hear about it.
Congratulations on the new gig! Will you still be attending school in September?
Boo hairballs, hooray job!
Only you can make hairballs, a sinus infection and a suspicious new job funny lol (hope the new job is all it should be - congratulations)
Congratulations on the job!! I hope isn't not as weird as the last one.
Hairballs. Uck. Although i prefer them to regurgitated mouse guts.
Thanks, everyone. And yes, I am hoping to be able to do this AND juggle school at the same time, next year. We'll see.
Nice score, Princess! The job, not the antihistamines, although those can be nice....
This is so great! Make me famous! It's all about me at the end of the day.
Lets hope this one has central heating.
I've just realized my cat has never spewed a hairball. I wonder why not?
Well. Not that I have seen around the house, anyway.
Dantares.
Congrats on the new job - it sounds great!
Hope you feel better, and hairballs - yuck!
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