They’re Taking Over My Living Room
The boxes that is. I really have to pack, clean, & purge the storage closet because it’s getting very annoying to have to climb over boxes to get to the kitchen, move a bunch to use the table, try not to knock any over to get to the bathroom… Again, must finish the storage closet so that I can pack them all in there, to the ceiling if I have to. I’m actually impressed with myself that I have so much packed by this point. But there’s only 6 weeks until moving date; and this work thing during the week means that I don’t want to do anything on a weeknight, so that leaves only weekends; but I’m at camp second weekend in march, so that brings it down to 5 weekends, and let’s face it, I’ll be at the new house the last two weekends doing work so it’ll be ready to move into, so that brings me down to 3 weekends to pack… so really, by this point, I should have packed so much more!… oh, and let’s not forget all the other stuff that has to happen within the next two weeks or so, so I might not have this coming weekend for packing either… (the “other stuff” being mostly notifications: the electric and telephone companies and getting all that set up, change of address/mail forwarding with the post office, dentists, doctors, lawyers, banks, insurance & getting me set up with the new plan, the CRA (Canadian Revenue Agency), vehicle registration/licensing, the vet, the electric chip that’s in Pepper people, booking the elevator, … um, you get the point by now, right?)
While I was typing the first paragraph, Pepper destroyed a whole ball of yarn. Thankfully it was your standard 4-ply, cotton, $2.00/ball kind, so I’m not worried. At least it kept her occupied. Hmmm… wonder if I should be checking what she’s destroying now… oh, not destroying, just carrying around my sock. It could be worse, my super came to the door the other day, and Pepper comes and greets her with my most scandalous (aka big girl) panties in her mouth. I’m not sure I could’ve turned a darker shade of red. Yesterday she killed a whole deck of cards. She had killer fun though. The deck did not.
Scouting’s going well. We’re up to four cubs, and with the bring-a-friend at the end of March, we might get more. Unfortunately, I won’t be there for bring-a-friend night. It’s the night right before moving day, and it really seems smarter to not go and make sure everything’s all set and ready to go, Pepper’s at my parents, etc.
Speaking of Pepper staying at my ‘rents, the vet tells me she’s probably been acting out and being more skittish than normal because everything hasn’t been normal — I’m making a lot of noise, filling boxes, and then piling them in what used to be empty space. We planned for Pepper to stay at Joanna’s, since her son, Johnathon, absolutely loves Pepper and really wants to look after her. But the vet says that having her somewhere for the night that she knows will be much better for her than having her stay somewhere she doesn’t, especially with her going into a new house. It makes sense, but now I feel bad because I’m going to have to tell John-John sorry, that’s not happening, and he’s really looking forward to it. I wonder if there’s a compromise here? Like maybe since he’d be at school for the majority of the time watching her anyways, he could watch her for a few hours on a weeknight/weekend so I can pack?
I really should do some work, and get some lunch…