CarrionCrow: Dear gods, does that sound familiar. Only difference is, I'm big enough that the tendency is to break things I run into, which comes with its own set of annoyances.
Grateful that even when I can't see straight, pre-coffee, no glasses on, I haven't managed to step on a cat or dog. I'd feel like shit and it'd undoubtedly ruin their day as well.
Giving some thought to ditching the coffee along with the smokes and seeing what happens. It's apparent that whatever benefit they're supposed to provide sure as hell isn't working, so why continue being addicted to both so I can shell out money I don't really have and shred my body at the same time?
gunsynd: Yeah,I'm sure giving up some things makes life better,but stuff it you only live once.
As for tripping over a furry friend,that's my main worry during Winter when I get for the 15th time to have a leek.
Well, here's the thing. I'm not going to suggest the approach to anyone else, and honestly I'm at least partially interested out of masochistic curiosity at what happens when I take away the drugs that have been propping me up for decades.
It's kinda like running an experiment that involves torturing a lab rat, only the lab rat is yourself. -laughs-
Don't you just love that? Trying to get from point A to B, something short and simple, and you still end up having to do a reflex test?
The animals around here love to either run underfoot, run underfoot at the precise moment I try to take a step, or run underfoot and then try to either hang onto my clothes (cat) or lift their heads up while I'm trying to step over them (dogs) so I can get cracked in the balls by their suddenly appearing skull and then fall over.
