Autumn should make me happy

Well poo.  Use to when the weather changed I would be so happy.  I just loved it when it started to finally cool down.  But now I've noticed that the last 3 years or so I get depressed in the fall and I just hate it.
A lot has happened since my last journal entry.  I went on vacation in Utah.  Red Rock National Park.  Bryce Canyon.  Zion National Park.  Hiked a lot - it almost killed me.  Took a hot epsom salt bath every night.  It was a great trip.  On the way home we got rear ended by a cement truck at a red light in New Mexico.  Victor was okay, but I ended up with a concussion and whip lash.  The car was driveable but ended up getting totaled.  That was on August 13th.  I've been suffering with daily headaches since.  Went to my gp then to a neurologist and the pain med is useless.  I keep calling the doc and he just ups the dose and it's still useless.  Have better relief with over the counter meds.  Suppose to see neurologist again in 2 weeks.  I did go to a chiropractor this past wednesday and he said my mid back and neck muscles have healed in a contracted position - recommended therapy for a minimum of six weeks and see where we're at then.

For Labor Day I spent the weekend with my brother's family at my step-moms. It was fun until my step-mom went ballistic that my brother changed the thermostat without asking her.  She approached the topic to all of us in such an ugly way.  She went on and on to him about it. Called my brother a bully to me behind his back and told me he never would have done it if dad were alive. Omg, dad kept the house a lot cooler.   It really hurt everyone's feelings.  She actually lost sleep because she was so mad about it.  For a church going christian lady she is such a bitch to us as more time passes since dad's death.  Her kids are so perfect, and we are definitely "step" now more than ever.  She frequently makes passing snipe comments about lifestyles, etc., that make it just unpleasant to be around her because they are hurtful.  And the sad thing is that my brother bends over backwards to fix/do things around her place - her own sons are too mechanically inept to do.  She shows little appreciation.  It's such a mess that now my brother's family is not coming down for Thanksgiving like planned.  My step-mom doesn't know yet.  I'll admit my brother is a bossy over-bearing type, but he's the kindest nicest person you'll ever meet.  He deserves better treatment.  And I don't like her bad mouthing him to me.  She's done it more than once.  I'm getting to the point where I feel I need to say something to her.

Lastly, drum roll, I hate to confess I got a new kitten 2 weeks ago. (Yes that makes 5 cats) I had a dream that I got a black cat and then 4 days later Victor shows up at my house with a kitten stuck in the under carriage of his truck.  Tried for about 30 minutes to get him out and then Victor said he didn't have time for this and needed to run errands.  I tried to get him to take my car so I could continue to working on getting the cat but he refused.  The asshole drove off with the cat and continued running errands for 2 hours with that poor thing.  I was PISSED.  I texted so to him.  He called and wanted to know why and I was pissed and I was flabbergasted that he would even ask.  The conversation didn't go well.  Finally, around 8pm I get a text that Victor was home and the cat was still in the truck come get it.  I did.  It was a 6 week old black bob tailed kitten.  Victor was the one that finally grabbed him.  Took forever.  His name is Raj.  To go with my other Big Bang Theory kitties: Sheldon, Leonard, Bernadette and Penny.  I don';t know how I'm going to afford him but we'll manage.  Unbelievably, about a week later, Victor actually mentioned to me he wanted the kitten.  THERE WAS NO WAY IN HELL I WAS GOING TO LET THAT ANIMAL ABUSER TAKE THAT BABY.  Victor has such a farmboy attitude towards pets it makes me sick.  As much as it hurts to say, he accidentally killed his own dog in August because of stupidity - that's the truth.  He's even stupider with cats.  Anyways, baby Raj is safe with me.  He's slowly taken over the house and is buddies with Penny and Sheldon.  Leonard and Bernadette are still getting use to him.