Slacking

I know I've been a little remiss about posting lately. I've been working so much, and then on top of that, I've been too tired to do much else but hold the cat and sleep.
Can't say that I've been doing all that much either. Wierd and funky dreams though. I've been having this dream that I'm wandering around lost in what has to be the largest mall ever. I'm not trapped, per se, just don't know where I'm going. And, to tell the truth, I don't know if I even know what I'm looking for. I've had this dream several times in the last few weeks. I'm sure it has some sort of twisted meaning, but I'm afraid to delve deeper. I just keep waking up disconcerted.
Of course Halloween has come up. I love the holiday, hate the temptation for candy. Not that I'm interested in a lot of varieties, but everytime the season swings around, I'm all about the Smarties. I'm very aware it is pure sugar, but there is something to be said about untwirling the ends and throwing a couple in your mouth.
I've made the decision to get another cat. My poor boy is desperate for companionship he is meowing at the cats that live downstairs through the rails on the balcony. I worry a little that he will try and figure out a way to jump and just try it to see if he makes it. So, I'm going to go to the local shelter and get a female a few years younger. There is this whole process however, that you have to go through to introduce the cats to each other. I'm trying to take a vacation in a couple weeks, so I will attempt this then. Wish me luck.
Of course, I'm also almost finished with the junk afghan I've been making. Now I'm going to have to come up with a different design and start all over again. The one I'm almost done with, though, is huge. It is wider than 6 ft and almost as tall as I am (5'10"). It isn't too bad at all. Maybe I can make it taller than me. I'll just keep plugging away.