I am experiencing only brief periods of internet access, as my Comcast connection is screwy, and as they cannot come to fix it until Friday. It is PROBABLY NOT THEIR FAULT, they assure me, which is, of course, soothing.
In any event, there's not much of interest to tell...I'm just plodding away here, to little noticeable effect. The mess, if anything, gets bigger as I unpack, as now the apartment is loaded with unpacked stuff, as well as zillions of boxes. Tommy the Junkman (as he calls himself, professionally) is supposed to be here shortly to take some of the unpacked boxes and papers off to be recycled. He did a good job hauling away my basement rubbish from the old place a few days ago...Angie's List is a boon.
I took an exciting break this morning- it is a gorgeous day, amazing for November, to walk to Home Depot (there is actually a HD right in the middle of this city neighborhood). Not a pretty storefront, but very convenient. I got some stuff I needed, and then...nose to the grindstone for me. I will actually be looking forward to work tomorrow- as a respite.
The first night I was here, the cats were truly freaking out, indignant from the trip in their carriers, and then from being locked in the bathroom while I was moved in. I left them to their devices, once the movers had gone, as exploring seemed to calm them down, and decided to calm myself by finding fresh bedding and making a nice, cozy, clean place to sleep in the middle of the bedroom, with a lamp and my book. I was just about to doze off, with Anyanka at my feet, when Archie appeared.
My big, pale blond tiger-striped guy is truly known for his fluffy good grooming. "Your cat is so clean!" is an actual compliment he has received, more than once. I don't know where he'd been, but he was totally covered in soot, head to toe- especially his poor, grubby head. He leapt onto my nice, clean pillow, and snuggled in, purring. What could I do? I changed the sheets in the morning. Although most of the grime seemed to have rubbed off on the bed, he was still filthy about the head, and what is more, he did not seem to care. PTSD. It is probably best that this poor internet connection prevented me from uploading the dirty cat photos. Not pleasant.
All three of us are much more laid back today. And I'm truly happy to be here.
Oh Lindy! What a punch line. I enjoyed a serious - and much needed - belly laugh at your expense. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: zp | December 01, 2009 at 01:53 PM
Did Archie find an abandoned coal chute or what? Give him a pat for me.
Posted by: Lynn D. | December 01, 2009 at 08:54 PM
I never did figure out what he got into. He has forgiven me, but is still a bit dusty behind his ears. If he knew, he'd be chagrined.
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