Kitteh sez, “Whatchiilookinat?”
Good morning.
I spent 30 minutes looking for something online that, after I found it, I realized I would never use it. THAT was a rude awakening...
Now I’m still trying to get things off the kitchen table and either onto the desk, in the trash, or somewhere else invisible. And because of the shape of the desk, I realized I’ll have to get a different carpet protector. This one is a hazard because it gets forced by the chair movements into curled parts which catch my toes. Scary.
The futon/sofa is out of the box, and like the desk, is of good quality, even though the price was marked to sell. To make room for a newer, better model, no doubt. All the hardware is packaged. The small pieces, like bolts, nuts and other stuff are in a vacuum pack. The middle legs and hinges are in a small wrapped packet, so hopefully, I won’t be so confused about the assembly.
In other news, I saw Rocky when she came home yesterday for a few things, and she looked so fragile. She will be gone for the better part of a week, maybe more, and will have Harley cared for by someone else, somewhere else.
“You woke me up for THAT?!?”