Sick and George

I am sick AGAIN. Although it has nothing to do with my earlier prediction. I think I just have a small bug. Every single bone in my body aches. But since I've been in the bed all day, I'm beginning to feel a little better. I am going to miss our Christmas service at church tonight that I'm supposed to be singing at. That sucks.

Now about George. I put an ad in the newspaper for him last week and Thursday I received a phone call from a sweet old lady asking about him. She said she wasn't able to drive so Brad and I told her that we would bring George to her Friday night. We did just that and they seemed like they would get along. And then today, in the middle of my nap, my cell phone rang. It was the old lady. She said, "Sweetheart, will you please come get this cat? I haven't slept a wink since he got here. He keeps waking me up." CRAP. So I had to send Brad across town to go pick George up. And while Brad was gone, I got another phone call from someone wanting to look at George. She's on her way over now. Maybe they will make a good match!