Kick It. Kick It Good.

I got some beautiful flowers I’m going to plant today, plus some bonus lemon cucumber starters I thought would have sold out much earlier in the season. I’m currently battling slugs which have eaten my first batch of veggie starters so fingers crossed I got them all and we’re good. I am keeping them all elevated for now.

I go to Atlanta and Rochester a week from today. I had a little panic that the OneDrive link I shared for the gargantuan presentation I need to use is the training wasn’t working but we ended up using Google Drive and it was perfect. Why is Microsoft so complicated all the time, I know it can’t just be me.

I am trying to change my attitude about the trip. It will be fun and challenging and I have a lot of time this week to prepare for it. Do I want to go? No. Is it important and do I need to end this experience really strongly? Yes.

I took a half of an edible last night and had some crazy dreams, but got pretty good sleep. I forget that it makes me pretty tender and emotional the next day which I don’t love. I had the weirdest dream that I adopted a pitbull from the shelter to foster and then I was panicking that it would never find a home, and I realized when I brought her back to my house, I was a little afraid of dogs. Ugh.

My soft little day today.

My vet is an hour late. Still, I have a spread for them but I’m annoyed. The kittens are zonked out after I gave them their gabapentin but I gave it to them timed by when they’d be here but I just checked and they are still snoozing and he’s coming check their blood pressure and Buddy’s labs again, so it’s important they’re really mellow. Giving It to them was as bad as it was the last time it’s the bitter taste that makes them feel really nauseous – so I learned you can actually mix up the medication in a little bit of baby food and feed it to them in the syringe that way, which I’ll try next time. And I just need to learn how to confidently pill them but I just want to get through this appointment first.

She insisted on coming over tonight and trying a few different things so we could use the syringe as the last resort – it was a disaster. She tried to use pill pockets and stuff I’ve tried before - I made sure they were really hungry and I had churro waiting - they eat the entire churro and leave the pill pocket every single when we tried. And just like she always does, Minnie figured out what was going on and started screaming like she was on fire to go out on the deck. Which terrified Buddy.

We finally just followed them out there and I said “just let me have you watch me do it so I make sure I’m doing it the right way”. In hindsight, I should’ve used water instead of actual gabapentin which they don’t need until Tuesday.

They did whatever they usually do - drooled like they were zombies in an apocalypse and convulsed like they were dying. It freaked her out as well. After googling it it apparently is a very common reaction to liquid gabapentin because it taste so bad.

Now they’re stoned for no good reason so I decided to take an edible and join them.

I spent hours redesigning a website last night writing copy that actually made sense and clearly communicated in practical language what this thing is and why someone should be interested in it.

And they completely rejected it and instead used Claude to rewrite it. It makes less sense than it did before.

I care about these people not looking like fools and they’re about to if they go live with this thing, but I have told them the unvarnished truth and if they’re not going to listen, that’s on them. And who knows maybe I’m wrong. Maybe this is just what people want now, this drivel. Let me off this ride, please.

I am begging anyone who will listen. Stop letting it do your writing for you. Your initial drafts should be yours. People are literally losing the ability to think because it just thinks and writes for them based on their prompts. Use it to edit your document for sure, but only do that if you ask it to absolutely roast you – to act like an editor who has rejected your work 1000 times.