I’m late in posting because Sunday is Phone Call Day from both my chilluns, plus relatives call, too. I may not get much done on Sundays, but I’m never lonely. 
I need to water plants. My ginormous geranium is still blooming. I keep telling it, “It’s fall now and OK so slow down,” but it refuses. I think it has plans for world domination.
Moooom,you must be nearing the end of all the work on both houses now, yes?
doggio, you dust? Be still, my heart. I luuurve dusting. That is, I love dusting furniture. My first household chore as a kid was dusting the cherry wood rocking chair, so maybe that’s why. I also like washing dishes. Cleaning toilets, not so much, though I did plenty when I worked as a hotel maid when I was in college.
Bumba, every time you mention “the big house,” I have to remind myself you’re not talking about prison. I think I’ve seen too many old movies.
All this talk about pilling cats reminds me of pilling my old lab. She hoovered her food with minimal chewing, so I could just throw a pill in there, and she’d snarf it down. Then one day I noticed the edge of the carpet near hear bowl was sticking up and discovered a pile of pills she’d stashed there. I had to switch to hot dogs and distraction.
Sari, no electricity is a giant pain. I hope it gets fixed pronto, and for cheap–or free.
Boo, your house sounds wonderful.
swampy, hope we get to see the video. If not, could you share what you said? Those are great questions, and I’d like to know how you answered them.
