Tommy Cat is 10 today. He has had prawns for tea and is now basking in the sun, pretty well satisfied with life.

Some of us need an early night tonight.

Gratitude thread. I'm grateful to have a roof over my head, and glad it's still attached.

Grateful for the SES and all of the various emergency workers.

And grateful for fluffy cats.

Thursday next week marks one year since I was hit by a semi trailer at high speed. I somehow walked away, but my car was smooshed and there was a bit of trauma to work through.

I'm not generally one to put too much heed in anniversaries like this, but it's looming at me a bit. I'm not sure what I should do on the day. Hide inside until it's over? Do something positive to celebrate that I survived and am mostly ok? Deep clean the house to distract myself?

Rejected for a job because I was basically too good (?), but they've invited me to apply for a more senior role coming up next month. Not really sure what to do with this information.

I took about 5 years worth of e-waste to the tip. And then bought myself a cherry pie to celebrate a tiny bit of adulting.

In-person interviews are a lot, especially at 9am on a Monday. But I'm now done. Early slots are worth it.

I think it went pretty well. We'll see.

I know this is news to exactly nobody, but job hunting sucks balls.

My highly intelligent cat woke up from his nap, walked past his (full) food bowl and came to tell me urgently that he was HUNGRY and he needed to be FED or he would WASTE AWAY AND STARVE.

He would last maybe 10 minutes in the wild.

Tommy:

I was made redundant last week, which I'm still coming to terms with. But after wallowing for a week or so, today I went to the zoo and saw the baby elephants. And now I've opened champagne. It's my birthday today, my (quite large) payout's just come through, and I have an interview on Friday. I'm going to be fine.

Breaking news: cats are pretty nice.