I can see the floor of my living room!True, it might benefit from the application of a vacuum cleaner, but at least I know the floor is there.
Instead of going to the Stansbury Park budget hearing last night, my boss told me to write the Air Force One story, which cut one project off my to-do list and gave me a little free time today.
I managed to deck the tree with a minimum selection of ornaments. I went with the plastic Hallmark keepsakes that are unlikely to break when batted about on the floor by Ginny.
The trick was getting her out of my hair long enough to do the decking. This kitten is only slightly less demanding than a new baby.
I literally had to wait until I got her put down for a nap, (in my computer chair) in order to dress the tree without her “assistance.” She came yawning up the stairs just in time for me to wind the ribbon. But a little application of the spray bottle kept her at bay long enough to do the job.
DH tells me “you wanted a cuddly cat.” Although truth to be told Katie and I were rubbing along quite well. She wanted to be in the same room with me, but she had no desire to sit on me. DS-12 was the one wanting a cuddlier.
But, Ginny has taken to sleeping with him at night. I do miss the foot warming, but I don’t miss being able to turn in my bed without warning claws sinking into my ankles.
Tomorrow is going to be a scrap-0-rama day. I told my friend I would be happy to help her make her album, but she would be doing the making, I would just serve as advisor and supplier of tools. I have my own scrap book project to finish. I need to get in the mail ASAP!