Strange Day
Ok, it's not that strange a day. I just feel strange. Strangely not settled...strangely unable to focus too long on much of anything. We're getting a pool table installed today, in theory, but they were supposed to be here between 10 and 11, and it's 12:30 with no sign of them. I trimmed hedges. I did some wheel work, which in theory ought to be for pay now. And the cats are following me everywhere. When I went outside to trim the hedges(boxwood really, really bugs me when it hasn't been trimmed back from the window screens) they followed me around the house, peering out at me through the window I happened to be in front of. I have a hard time sitting down without having a cat in my lap, or curled around my feet so that I can't stand up without kicking it. Jesse is chasing ghosts in the new house - I sympathize with her mood. Maybe I need food?
And then, once I have the house to myself again(with a pool table, in theory) I need to go straight back to the apartment to be ready for the movers. Just so that we can have all our things here, rather than there. Sigh. I guess I'm just feeling unsettled, and living in a place that's not yet settled doesn't help.
Any suggestions?
And then, once I have the house to myself again(with a pool table, in theory) I need to go straight back to the apartment to be ready for the movers. Just so that we can have all our things here, rather than there. Sigh. I guess I'm just feeling unsettled, and living in a place that's not yet settled doesn't help.
Any suggestions?