Uh huh. The inside of the house, candidly, looks like a very well behaved bomb went off. The kitchen, blast it, is just about the worst room in the house. Continue reading I’m sitting on my back deck drinking beer and blogging
I have never been more impressed with a kitten than I am with this little critter. With an aplomb that was miraculous to view, she adjusted to the move (although not to the car ride during which she gave Jeff the hairy eyeball and screeched continuously, so much for being quiet) and then she kicked it up a notch.
Gizmo was very very freaked out. We had a ‘quiet room’ for them in the new house, but Gizmo just crawled into his cat carrier and shoved himself against the back wall. Margot stepped into the front of the cat carrier and cuddled with him because he smelled scared (she’s been sniffing him a lot). Now Gizmo and Margot are roaming the house together, and snoozed under the downstairs coffee table together last night. Jeff says, “Shared trauma’ll do that to ya.”
I hope that later on today we’ll be able to let them out for the first time.
Dentist appt this afternoon. Fillings. Grody. Then back to the old house. Grody. Then more unpacking. Grody. Do… not….want…..
Move 99.44% complete. One/ two last carload(s) and cleaning and then we’re outta there. Slept in the new place last night. Woke up with a new song in my head (always a good sign). Took the bar off the back door to freak the landpeers out, and it worked. Really, I shouldn’t have, but DAMN it felt good to return a serve for a change. Rassenfrassen.
She Gets Like That:
I love you, I hate you, I need you, I miss you
Growing older never made me wise
When I think how I felt the last time I was with you
It’s a feeling that logic defies.
First half, first verse (there’s more, but it ain’t settled)
I have tried to walk away
but my thoughts will not wear shoes
I would pity my poor mind
if I had a mind to lose
When somebody says hello
I jump straight up just like a cat
My friends all raise their eyebrows
and remark “She gets like that”