Deanna, my roommate of four years moved out over the weekend. She moved back home to Santa Maria as she is starting teacher training next month and with all the work she'll have to do for that it was easier to be closer to the actual school district where she'll be working. She's been commuting to Santa Maria for school for over a year already. (Crazy!)

I didn't think it would be that huge of a deal for me. I mean I love Deanna but we tend to keep to ourselves, but realizing that I wouldn't see her car in the driveway anymore made me really sad. It was always nice to know she was there. She said it best, we're like sisters. We don't need to talk to each other.

I am not the only one who has been thrown for a loop with this move. Willoughby seems lethargic and sad. He is seeking even more attention than usual and will not stop meowing when I try to settle down to sleep in the evening. This morning I realized how much he must miss Kitten (Deanna's cat). They usually have a morning play session after breakfast. He kept looking to me today to play with him.

We'll see how he adapts to this change. Give him some time, but he is so social I think he might need another cat to keep him company. I know, I know, it sounds like an excuse to get a kitten. Like I'm trying to justify it, but the truth is I don't know if I would want another kitten. I kinda like the idea of adopting a cat who is a few years old. There are some great cats at the shelter who don't find homes for a while because it's kitten season.

Garren is fine with getting another cat. In fact the other night he said we should go get one soon. Today he added he gets to pick out the cat/kitten and it's going to be his. He also mentioned that he's sure as hell not going to name it Daisey (This is the name of one of my sister's new kittens. Her boyfriend Erik picked out Daisey from the shelter). I'm already afraid of what he might name a cute fuzz ball. He's already told me that if we ever get a dog he's naming it Fugly. Imagine his cat naming choices. He already calls Willoughby "Wilotard".

In other news we are now considering moving to San Francisco. Things in Georgia fell through which was I think both a relief and a huge disappointment. San Francisco might be a nice change. Bigger hotels, more movement possibilities and other options if I decide I want to head in a new direction. Don't hold your breath though. Any move won't be happening for at least 6 months. We move slow like that.