What do you get when the universe combines one housecat, a Dymo label maker, and one bored husband? Our cat, Buddy, puts up with ALOT---I try to make up for it by giving him the best canned catfood money can buy. We're not sure how old Buddy really is as we adopted him when he was already quite the older adult cat, but given the fact that he only has two teeth left, we think he's reached his Golden years. He thinks he's a dog and so, the dogs think that too. Buddy, like most cats, believes he owns the place and we let him think that too.
Today is the first day of a two-week respite from both of my part-time jobs which I have been looking forward to for some time now. Spent today trying to help the DH install a pre-hung door (well, he did most of the work---I just provided lifting (read: grunt work) help and dumb looks when he asked for suggestions on how to fix the crookedness. You'd think that installing a pre-hung door would be akin to child's play---I'm here to tell you folks, it's NOT! It's times like these when I realize how unskilled and unknowing I am about a whole bunch of things in life.
Anyway, I've got a list going of all the things I'd like to have done at the end of two weeks---by that time, I'll be well into the Tour-de-Fleece (see prior posting). I'll let you know if my goals are met!
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