The days, they are a-slippin’ by.
One, two, three…11 since I wrote last? Shameful, really.
And days filled with what, you may ask?
Um, let’s see. A bit of work, but not much, in the grand scheme. Not nearly enough, actually, but that’s a whine for another day.
Speaking of wine, I’d love to have a glass right about now. Sigh. Only 19 more weeks. Then I’ll probably be too tired to remember to drink. Again; sigh.
But definite development on the nesting front. Got the apartment all rearranged last weekend (composite pics to follow) and promptly came down with a cold. Not a bad cold, but that primarily because I spent the week doing pretty much squat, in order to spend all my energy fighting off the little virus beasties so that I can go get my H1N1 shot next week while a full strength.
Anyways, as promised, pictures of the revised layout. Not good pictures (I kept changing positions and angles) but enough to give the idea of how it is now.
It all feels so nice and tidy and coordinated, what with the matching curtains and all. Downright pleasant, I say.
I was expecting the resident felines to be a bit disconcerted, but they seemed to take it all in stride. Although they have been exceptionally clingy this week… but then, they do have brains the size of walnuts, so there’s no real accounting for their behaviour when it comes down to it.
(NO, of COURSE the element isn’t on. Sheesh.)