October 08, 1999
Empty House Blues
The house is cold, even with the space heater going. I'm glad I had a comforter in my car, otherwise I'd be completely miserable. All that's in the house in the way of belongings are the space heater, a pillow, a comforter, Max's cat carrier and food bowls, a phone, a clock radio, a catnip mouse, a mop and a bucket. Oh, and Max is here with me too. Hopefully before too much longer the phone company will get here too. Although, right now the gas company would be even more welcome!
It's just as well that I didn't move today. It's been damp and rainy almost since I left the house around 11 am this morning. I'd've had to deal with soggy furniture. I forget what the weather is supposed to be like on Monday though.
I'd forgotten just how poorly Max does in the car. He hates it. Although, to be honest, I'm not sure if it's the car he hates or the carrier. He yowled all the way here, and yowled at me for about an hour after we got here. He succeeded in making me feel really rotten. I managed to get him in my lap for a bit and used this new grooming thing on him, called a Shed'n Blade. Normally he hates any kind of brushing, but he ate this one up. It called him down. So now I have a kitty sedative. He's already found a napping spot: on top of one of the kitchen cabinets. He's conked out.
I'm feeling pretty sleepy myself. Rain does that to me. Besides, I'm starting to get warm. I tried washing the walls a bit. I guess it's helping some, but not as much as I'd hoped. I'm afraid we're going to have to scrub the walls, which will suck immensely. So says Miss Lazy.
And speaking of lazy, a nap is sounding so good. I may just stretch out here on my floor and go for it. Then again, I should probably get some more cleaning done while I can. Oh let's see... sleep or work. There's a tough choice.
Later
Well I just talked to my mom (cell phones are wonderful things) and discovered that washing walls is much easier with hot water! Imagine that. Yeah, you can see just how domestic Lisa is, huh? I mean I kinda thought that was the case, but... ah well, we'll get it done tomorrow.
I'm starting to wonder if I'll be able to coax Max down from his napping spot. If not, I'm wondering if I'll be able to climb up there and get him. He seems very content, which is a very good thing.
So I'm looking around this empty living room, and I can't for the life of me figure out how I'm going to set up my furniture. For one thing, I don't have enough furniture. Just looking around, it looks like there's room for a couch, loveseat and chair, plus the entertainment center and tables. Great, except that I have no chair or loveseat. Hmm. Suddenly it seems very obvious exactly what my next big bonus check is going toward.
Ack. I want my furniture here already. I want to be settled here. Okay, now is not the time for me to get hyper. It figures, of course, that I always go into uber-packing mode when I'm miles from home. I suppose it's easier to be all set to do something unpleasant when there's no possible way to do it at that moment.
Max update: He's gone from sort of dozing to all-out flopped on his side asleep. I think I'm about to do the same. At least until the phone company gets here. I'm not holding my breath for the gas company.
Later
Okay. This was a super rambly entry. Thanks for wading through it. I ended up leaving Max at the new house. I think I'm going to end up sleeping there tonight after all.
