akimbo 13 August 2008
Himself is back from a fortnight at the Edinburgh festival – he swears it was 10 days but that’s irish men for you – ask any irish woman to move eight inches right or left and you are guaranteed a scant four…nuff said…
trouble is myself and the G had settled into a routine – me working, me making sure she had enough rubs and treats to get through the day what with the disruption of the building work (which she is still SO unimpressed by it’s untrue) me having a sneaky snooze mid afternoon etc, and we had pretty much moved upstairs also. now there is a 3rd amigo to the bunch and he has his own ideas about stuff he KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT. so, we are being patient until he learns the new rules but he has barely 24 hours or he’s out (she’s the one who makes the rules not me, take it up with her) he has been warned and is trying his best. fingers crossed for the Richie.
in the meantime Herself is so pleased with her newly appointed cat litter that although she still goes out into the garden she prefers to come back in and do her business in the tray…hmmmm…
still raining.
one chapter to go – will hand rest over midday tomorrow…ooooh, feel funny to admit that now…must go lie down – as it happens, on the new mattress = hooorah for that and, you know, i really am a romantic – it was here yesterday but i slept elsewhere till Hubby got home and we could both experience it together – no, not like that just yet I HAVE A BOOK TO FINISH (having shared too much, i shall repair to said newly furnished bed)
