“I clean deese sharp pointy fings cuz dey feels gud.”
Good morning. The hardest part about moving here has been the change in my schedule. I’m not used to waiting until 0900 to shop and run errands.
This morning, I awoke realizing that the “clink” I heard hit the side of the dumpster yesterday was probably the little Svarovian crystal frog my daughter bought for me when she was in Italy. *sigh* And my hats are missing. I hate moving. I lose so much stuff.
I’ve decided once again to donate things. I think some of those things this year will be Christmas decorations. I’m only going to keep certain Nativities, and hopefully confine them to two containers. Period. I’m going to allow me one more container and what doesn’t fit goes out the door.
The clothes will go into Space Bags for the seasonal changes and even those will be weeded out. Otherwise, I’ll never be able to live here.
Good morning.
That kitteh is undertaking very, very serious business. Do not interrupt!