days_unfolding

I fed the girls Harlee's old food. Zara's having a hunger strike, but Mimi polished it off. So I guess that I'll feed it to Mimi and give Zara other food. I have to see whether they'll eat salmon food too.

Read most of the lawn care business book, but I think that dog poop is the way to go. LOL.

Woke up a little after 10 AM. Not sure where Mimi is, but Zara is taking advantage of Mimi's absence by jumping on my lap several times for snuggles.

Mimi had been dozing on the bed, but she got up and took my chair again. I only live here.

I got on a roll with boxes and finished the one that I started last night plus two more, and one was big. Pleased with myself. I think that it's time for lunch.

Ran into my neighbor. She was unhappy about the grass thrown by the mower onto her mobile home. Told the mower, and he was pissed. Another reason to mow my own lawn.

Ate lunch and lay down for a nap, but couldn't sleep.

Dug out the jeans on which I got indelible marker and an old t-shirt for cleaning later. Took a shower and shaved my furry legs because it'll be shorts time before we know it. (Although my clock with a thermometer says the it's 68 F in here. It feels warmer.)

Switched gears and put together a bookcase in the TV room. Got the stereo out of the closet and put it on the bookshelf. It turns on, although I didn't play a CD. Put the vacuum cleaner, steam mop, and some buckets in the closet. Scrubbed a litter box. Started another box, but I need a break. Uh-oh, now Zara's on my lap.

I'm running out of steam, although I don't want to because I'm making serious progress. I'm going to have a bite to eat.

Instant Zara. Just eat ice cream. I'm probably encouraging her making a nuisance of herself because I let her lick the spoon when I'm done. Of course, she wants ALL the ice cream. Good luck with that, Zara.

Finished another box. Put the rags in under bed boxes and stashed them under the futon in the TV room. (Have to be creative with space here.) Got the kitchen floor picked up, so that all I need to do later is sweep and mop.

Talked to Mom. She's doing okay. She's going out of town tomorrow to visit a friend.

I might never be able to put cookbooks on the small bookshelf in the kitchen. The girls like to lie on the shelves

I wanted to finish cleaning the kitchen tonight, but I'm running out of steam. I'm going to eat after the girls finish eating, go to sleep, and get up early. I'm going in late tomorrow because we're open until midnight for the big day before finals bash.