Septday, Bertzia 10th 067.M42
Noodles seems to have settled in really well. She's a champion at using her litter box, and now I've got her on some proper kitten food her tummy seems to have settled down. She spends a lot of time galloping around, pulling things out of everywhere. I don't think I have a shoelace that has been unmolested since she came into my life. But when I get home, she trots up to me with her little tail in the air, making those squeaky sounds that I first heard when I found her. Before I can even get my coat off, she's climbing me to get up to my shoulder so she can sit there and groom my hair. And when Maddy comes over, she can't do anything without Noodles clambering all over her.
It's nice to have something to come home to, honestly. It's nice to feel needed, to have a warm little body to cuddle at night. She likes to sleep cuddled up under my chin. Noodles, not Maddy.
Actually though, now that I mention it, Maddy likes to sleep cuddled up under my chin as well.
I think Mum and Dad might be planning to come around again for dinner tomorrow, I think I remember Mum mentioning something about trying to make Primoday our family dinner day each week. I've asked Maddy if she wants to come over tomorrow night and meet them. I don't mind if she doesn't… we've only been official for a few days after all. She said she might do, she really wants to meet Mei because she loves kids.
Arlean called too. She wanted to know if I'd be free to catch up with her sometime this week. She didn't say what for, just that she wanted to talk about something. I asked if she wanted to come up for dinner tomorrow, so she could meet Mei and Noodles and Maddy if she decides to come, but she said she didn't have the time - she just needed me to come and see her if I could. I'm not sure, but she sounded serious, so I'll see about asking if I can leave work early one day this week. If I can get off just after lunch time, I should be able to make it down to her infirmary and back up again before midnight - if the trans-lifts are working.
I also heard a rumour in the office yesterday too that we might be going back to six day weeks. Still the long shifts, but if we get our rest day each week back again then I'll be very happy with that. I haven't made it to a Shrine service in weeks, though I do make sure to stop in and pay my tithe and have a chat with Father Rainaud each week. He says that the Harper kids - the kids whose Mum went missing back in Jaufre - are doing well. We managed to raise enough funds to supplement their upkeep at the Orphanarium, and he says that there's a couple of interested families looking at wanting to adopt them. I really hope that they're able to find a new family for them and they can settle down and be happy again.
Everything else seems to be pretty quiet for now. Work continues on, the files keep coming in and we keep pushing them out. There's been no significant promotions or losses, everyone seems to have found their stride and is just carrying on as best as possible. The Merchant houses and corporations are just quietly getting on with their business for now. There still hasn't been any overt hostility and the Hadrigan Cartel have stopped shutting down operations. Again for now. I'm sure that they're planning something, with the first mining operations beginning this week.
And I caught up with Malik and a few of the other guys at the pub after work yesterday. We've got nine guys right now, with more who are only infrequently available. So we should definitely have enough for a four-a-side game. Everyone seems to have Sextday available most weeks, so we'll be catching up again on the 16th at the scrumball field in Fifteenth. It's a public pitch, and Criston says that it tends to be pretty quiet on Sextdays after mid-afternoon, most of the kids play there in the morning and up to about lunch time or so. I have a couple of balls that are still in good nick and Yale says he has a few markers we can use for goals. Malik and Armand say they'll bring drinks. It looks like we're on. Time to see just how absolutely unfit and out of shape I am. I may die.
Thought for the Day: When the normalities of life are mutable, stand firm on one truth you know to be true.
