And Thus, the day begins. Walking around the living room, picking up throw pillows, small blankets, pens, paper, and anything else small and light enough to be able to push it from off whatever it was on. Looks at curtains, must remember to put the sashes back on, shakes head at tear in white sheers that seems to be growing. You get the picture.
On the book front, I am almost half way through the reworking/edit of Tratchars, a few more days and I should be finished. I have a couple interviews to write up, excerpts to look up, the first chapter of Earwen’s Song to rework/edit, and a few other things to do. I still haven’t begun to change the rooms around, but I have help coming for that. It is also time to do some shopping for kitten food, they are running short again. I don’t want to give them the cans with gravy in them, it gives the kittens gas, although they will gorge on the stuff, thinking about straining it, wonder if they would eat it if I ran water over the meat to get rid of the gravy. (I have to live in this house too.)
I am going to be lazy this week, read regular books, next to no writing (notice I am covering my butt when I say that?) My mind is at ease, which mean Earwen and Eol are otherwise too occupied to talk to me. (Works for me). Checking on kittens, some of the food is eaten, tonight they get turkey and beef, or turkey and turkey. They love beef, Snoop would have poked his nose it the air, walked away, tossed me a look over his shoulder and flicked his tail in disdain.
Well, on that note, it is time I did something with at least 1 room in the house. Going to work on the kitchen, I don’t have to move furniture there. The weather is supposed to be warming up and, from the sounds of things in the other room so are the bratz, got to go check on that. Also need to buy a new mouse for my imac, I think they trashed mine.