the suri has landed...
Apr. 8th, 2006 02:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilmanThe movers have come and gone into the cold gray rain, and I am surrounded by My Stuff. Most of the packing boxes have already been unpacked and broken down, and the packing materials shoved into garbage bags, and I am in the process of arranging each room Just So*. Yes, I am a Virgo, why do you even bother to ask?
(okay, none of the artwork is unpacked, and the office is still a disaster. I'm not a strong enough woman to tackle the books, yet. But the lounge is all set up and is comfy and appealing, and I wish I could invite all of you over for tea.)
The felines, having been Traumatized by the entire experience, are sniffing around, checking out the new arangements, and (in Boomer's case) periodically looking at me to ask where his buddy Bou's gone to. That said, Pandora and Boomer were almost friendly to each other last night, as I woke up to find them curled this.close together at my feet. It may never happen again, but I have hopes.
So, I am curled on loveseat, laptop set to unsecured internet (I get my hookup on Tuesday, along with the television), listening to the rain fall outside (pause: is that...snow? No. I refuse to accept it; therefore it is Rain), contemplating the remains of the donuts, and wondering if I should try to do some work, or make the bed and take a nap...
Sunday. There's always Sunday to get work done. Right?
(okay, none of the artwork is unpacked, and the office is still a disaster. I'm not a strong enough woman to tackle the books, yet. But the lounge is all set up and is comfy and appealing, and I wish I could invite all of you over for tea.)
The felines, having been Traumatized by the entire experience, are sniffing around, checking out the new arangements, and (in Boomer's case) periodically looking at me to ask where his buddy Bou's gone to. That said, Pandora and Boomer were almost friendly to each other last night, as I woke up to find them curled this.close together at my feet. It may never happen again, but I have hopes.
So, I am curled on loveseat, laptop set to unsecured internet (I get my hookup on Tuesday, along with the television), listening to the rain fall outside (pause: is that...snow? No. I refuse to accept it; therefore it is Rain), contemplating the remains of the donuts, and wondering if I should try to do some work, or make the bed and take a nap...
Sunday. There's always Sunday to get work done. Right?
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Date: 2006-04-09 05:00 am (UTC)That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Congrats on your new home! And may I say I am very impressed with all this unpacking. You could come down and -- but no, that's not practical...