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May 10, 2004

Sorting ourselves out �

A little over a week in the new home and Madam and I are settling in slowly. It is taking a while to sort out the various boxes and decide what goes where, and Madam has not been well for the last few days. She caught a cold. A real one. One with bells on!

Madam Paddy is unwell, and like a small child, she is wanting even more attention and comforting. This isn't helping the sorting operations at all!

She wheezes and sneezes pathetically and gives one that pleading look of “what is happening to me.” A couple of days off her feed and she is already losing weight, something I will have to watch, as she is no youngster and really needs to stay in condition. We have just had the battle of the pills – the vet in his wisdom having decided that she should have two tablets twice daily. Madam and I discuss this fully on each occasion – and then I have to use a special applicator to shoot it down her throat at high speed. Yesterday I could not find the applicator in the muddle – and managed without it – but now I have a punctured finger for my pains. It is a constant source of amazement as to just how far she can spit it from the back of her tongue! “Ptooie!” Just doesn’t say it fully. It needs the ricochet sound effect to go with it!

One really should not laugh at the afflicted, but a talkative cat with a bunged up nose really is a bit amusing. Especially as she has turned into a real little baby and just wants to be comforted all the time. Still, she is getting better, now food is back on her agenda, and having had a bit of loving, she has retired to her blanket on my bed. Pills consumed, fish supper partaken, and nice safe, warm place to doze. Hey, life doesn’t get much better – apart from the cold of course.

As for the settling in – well, the number of boxes is steadily diminishing, the mess is getting more organized, and the bathroom now looks habitable after a fresh coat of paint and some good cleaning. For this I must thank my youngest daughter who came up for the weekend with a determined gleam in her eye and got stuck in. The Living room is almost there, the main bedroom likewise – now for the biggy – the dining/guest bed room. First attempts at temporary alterations to the Winnie the Pooh frieze have failed – now it's time to bite the bullet, remove the lot, and try my hand at redecoration of the walls. Time constraints (work!) and other demands such as trying to keep up with the laundry and the ironing mean that this will be a pretty tough one to tackle in the available time. So be it!

First task – reduce the quantity of stuff in there by
a) removing all the things that don’t belong in the finished room,
b) will get in the way if left there, and,
c) need to remain but can be moved to the centre for now.

C'est la vie! No doubt the effort will bring the reward – I could do without it right now, though!

Posted by The Gray Monk at May 10, 2004 07:59 PM

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Posted by: Atlantic at May 12, 2004 10:08 PM