Doesn't quite help my feelings towards the roller coaster ride that I now get to deal with a dieing kitty too. The Vet gave Herald days to weeks to live, as we have no idea how long the mass has been growing or how fast it will continue to grow. So this week I get to try to confirm with whoever actually has my belongings - I want to talk to a human, NOT look on some stinking website - to arrange delivery of my belonging to the HOUSE not the apartment. AND hope that Herald will at least live one more week. Oh and get utilities transferred to my name. And maybe, could the sun shine? Please?