I’m sore, though, very sore. Brian had the bed and dresser set up in the living room by mid afternoon Saturday. Then we took a break and headed off to Boll Weevil for a late lunch, then back home. On the way there, I told Brian that Boney had been in the window and I sure hoped that he didn’t try to jump down. Afterall, there was no bed, the steps had been taken from the wall and there was no carpeting, just concrete. And guess what? When we got home, he was on the sofa in the family room. I checked him out thoroughly and he seemed to be okay. No limping or tenderness anywhere. I changed all of the bed clothes, putting clean stuff on, while making sure that the washing machine and dryer were always going.
Brian got all of the carpet in the bedroom pulled up and out of the house and I vaccumed the floor. Then he started mudding the walls. When he’d gotten as far as he could, he stopped for the night. I was folding clothes and putting them away. There were shirts I didn’t even remember I had. I hung up many and put the others in the empty drawers. Amazing how easily they open without being stuffed.
At one point I noticed that one of the cats was sniffing the duvet cover which I hadn’t put on the comforter yet and I checked it out. Peed on. All the way down to the mattress. I grabbed some towels, got one pretty wet and some cleaner and sopped up as much of the urine as I could. It wasn’t where any of our body parts hit and we were both so tired, that we didn’t really worry about it.
We got up early Sunday and decided on another breakfast out. Brian hadn’t slept well because the blue flood light in the entry way outside the door was shining in the house and it really bothered him. Last night he unscrewed it before going to sleep. When we got back, he started back to work on the walls, cutting out the nasty drywall (from cat urine) and replacing it, then mudded that wall. He asked what we planned on doing with the fish tank and I had to drain most of it, then he carried it outside. I was able to reach in and get the fish and put them in a clean container, then I started work on the tank. The only thing that didn’t need replacing was the rocks. We had to go shopping anyway, so when he got to a good stopping place, we went to Michael’s Craft Store where their wax was selling for thirteen dollars for an eleven pound slab, marked down from twenty. I got two. Then we went to Wal Mart to look at fish stuff and we didn’t like the plants (which we didn’t like and they were too expensive) and went over to Petco. We got a new powerhead for the undergravel filter, thermometer and plants.
Brian went back to work in the bedroom and I started cleaning the fish tank. I had a little help.
Richie gets a good look at the inside of the tank he’s only seen from the outside. You can see our three fish in the white bucket.
Aha! There are those fish!
Maybe there’s still something inside the tank (note how he’s balanced himself on the edge of the bucket)
Richie has decided to forego the tank and concentrate on the bucket
His paws just keep getting wetter and wetter, but he still can’t reach the fish
Amazing how he hasn’t taken a header into the bucket yet
Taking a timeout. Notice how wet the ground is around him compared to the second picture.
I covered the bucket after this picture because I had work to do and didn’t want fish or cat getting hurt. It took a couple of hours to clean most of the grunge out of the tank itself. We were missing parts for the old filter and Brian had to go get a new one. While he was gone, I put the new plants in and started filling it with water. To make it go more quickly, I put the hose in and when it was filled to a certain point I would fill the rest with hot water. Well, the hose popped out. Splashed on the bed, the floor, the dresser, the sliding glass door. *sigh* What a mess. So, now it’s set up on my dresser in the living room and it looks pretty nice. The plan is for Brian to make a glass top and we’ll set it on one of the end tables in the living room. It’s too pretty to just not use anymore.
One of the things we worried about was how was Annie going to do? Annie has spent the majority of her nights behind the old bed. And now, there’s no bed. Since she likes the office, I reluctantly left the office door open all night and day, which I’ll be doing until the bedroom is completed. The bad thing about that is that the office is the only room to which the cats have access that is carpeted. And boy, they’re taking advantage of it. This carpet in here really stinks now. I’ll try shampooing it, I’ve used the little Green a couple of times in the past couple of weeks, but it didn’t seem to help for very long. Maybe it would do better with the big machine.
So today, I’m playing catchup. I just got the final picture of Brian’s trip printed (he’s taking them over to his mom).
We got a notice from our insurance company that they no longer do contractor’s insurance and that our policy will lapse at the end of the policy period. Funny this comes right after we cancel five of our six vehicles with them. Jerks. I don’t like Farmer’s at all.
I guess that’s all for now.
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