I don't mean to complain but this week has truly been difficult. I'm glad to come back to the relative peace and quiet of our home but with 3 cats and a dog there's no such thing as true peace and quiet. My beloved has been working as hard as he always does, fixing and replacing broken water mains and pipes. We had another freeze and it wrecked so many things in our city it's ridiculous. I want so much to turn my phone off all day tomorrow so my boss ( and Mom) can't reach me but I won't. I brought Mom some of the Tabbouleh I made and she said it tasted like I must have messed up the recipe. I told her I was trying something different and Gabe didn't really like it, but I followed the recipe to the letter. I know maybe it's unreasonable to be so hurt by that but I was. Yes, I know Gabe didn't like it either but the way he put it was gentler and he explained it was the spices he wasn't really enjoying. The way things are said matters, I don't care who says otherwise. He was more like " I'm sorry, baby. This parsley is overwhelming everything else." I even agreed with him and didn't enjoy it much myself. It was the way she said it didn't taste good because I messed up the recipe that hurt me. To go back to the subject of our pets really quickly I didn't get a picture of Earl Grey this time because he refused to sit still. Bisquit, Pudding, and Mochi are all so much more calm. I don't know what it is with him lately. He was a street cat for a while and has always been a bit more rambunctious, unlike his brother and sisters. I fed and played with the lot of them and wanted to just sit for a while and write. I have a few minutes before I need to get dinner started and got a snack while I wait for my beloved to get home. Wednesday was a particularly bad day; it was freezing and I had to follow my boss to and from meetings, then traffic was terrible and it felt like it took forever to get home. There's this street I have to take every day and there's always a traffic jam, no matter which day I drive it or when. They're also building 3 more apartment buildings a few blocks from where we live and I hate listening to the sound of it. They start quite early and sometimes work into the night. I know what Gabe does isn't that different from what they do but ( unfortunately) he never works close enough to home that I can hear any of the machines he and his guys are using. It's crazy watching the city change so much in seemingly no time at all. I'm glad we both have family nearby, even though Mom drives me crazy sometimes. I've started another loaf of bread and need to let it rise overnight so I can can bake it tomorrow. Gabe absolutely loves the bread I bake and it makes me so happy to see that. I guess that's it for now.
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