Mom Has Left

Mom took off this morning. I got up to see her off, and then ate breakfast and fed the hordes. Then I took a nap in my own bed, which was nice.

Mom and I were laughing at Mimi's antics the other day. When I take a can of cat food out of the cupboard, Mimi lets out the most piteous mews that make it sound like she's been starving forever and is on her last legs. Of course, the minute before, she was fine.

I'm kind of glad that I won't be sleeping on the futon in Harlee's room anymore. It's not the most comfortable place to sleep, but it proves that I can sleep anywhere. The night before last, though, I was just dropping off to sleep when I heard, "MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!" Apparently Harlee was confused because the light was off in the room, which normally means that I was going to bed, and the light was on in the bathroom because Mimi likes to sleep in the hall, and I didn't want Mom to trip over her, so I think that Harlee thought that I was in the bathroom. Eventually she settled down.

I'm planning to stay home and do things around here. Someone wants to buy my wet-dry vac, but he's going to pick it up tomorrow at my work.

Retreat

There's a campground in Southern Illinois that has a treehouse.



I would love to stay in a treehouse. It's booked solid during the summer, and weekends during the fall, up to November. I'm thinking, if I can pull it off, I'd like to take a "retreat" around my birthday in November and stay there. It's pricey, but it has a kitchen, and I could eat there. I'd bring some stuff to read and write, and also do some hiking. I hope that I'll be able to do so.

The kitties are still a little stressy, even Zara, who loves my mom. I assume that they'll calm down in a day or two.

I really wish that my nose would stop running. Yuck.