The house is still upside down, and the cabinet I bought to replace the vertical bathroom cabinet arrived yesterday. So, since the bathroom is not finished, it's in six cartons in the den waiting for assembly.
And why is the bathroom not finished? Because the guy doing the renovation came down with Covid. 2 weeks ago.
And because the house is in chaos because I've had to move things every where that they never were before, I can't find Cheryl's #13. It's here somewhere. I just haven't found it yet. So of course I'm adding that to the internal stress level. But on the outside - cool and calm. Ha.
Nosy Rosie is fitting into the household more and more. Who's that? Forgot to post a photo. When Bugs died Miss Rosie came to live with us because she was a stray and I couldn't pass up a grey cat. She's 6 months old, very small - maybe bad nutrition? - and just went through her first heat. Considering that Taz has been neutered for about 6 months, he was flabbergasted at her behavior toward him.
Let's just say that it was a week of comedy. He was hiding from her before the week was out. 
It's hot here, Jim is at a horse show so I have barn duty. Yay me. Thankfully Miss Micah does not like being in her stall, so it's always clean.
With the heat, mowing time has started. Whoo hoo. I'm remembering why we decided to put the place on the market next year. Would you believe Jim's place sold for more than listed price within 1 week of listing??? There's hope that we'll be able to unload, er, sell - yeah, that's the word, this place.
Happy Friday! Hope all of you have a great weekend lined up!
