I’m about half-way moved into the new place and have been staying there for a while; my sister is staying at the old apt with the cat, who’s birthday I missed (the cat’s not the sister’s) in all the hoopla of moving. Fortunately, she can’t read the calendar, so if I give her a bunch of catnip tonight, she’ll never know any difference. Again, giving catnip to the cat not the sister. Although, who knows, maybe Stacy’d like some catnip, too.
The stress is beginning to get to me; I’ve been sick all week and irritable. On top of that, I went to the doctor last week, and she gave me a tetanus shot, which I had a slight reaction to.
Also, the cable guys came over and hooked up cable, and in the process, they figured out how to latch the cellar door so it stays open. I guess you have to be smarter than the door. This weekend’s the big move, which should be interesting. I can’t wait.