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Good idea using a wi-fi extender.
"It was a tale of two litter boxes. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Meow."
I'm considering asking my friend to allow me to set up an easel and keep some stuff at his in his spare room lol.
Only one more night in the old bed! Tomorrow the movers and new bedroom furniture come. My trampoline, sadly, is taking the long route from California to my coast; was supposed to be here yesterday, now somewhere unknown and supposed to arrive Monday.
We've hit every homegoods store in a ten mile radius (longer than that and it is fifty miles to anything) to assemble our new kitchen and bathroom(s.) We actually have a powder room off the bedroom, which Mr WereBear is calling the "suite" now The full bath is, strangely, off the living room. But we are working with it; if I'm showering in there we don't have guests, and if we have guests I'm not showering in there.
Discovered the combined joys of baking soda/vinegar with a soft bristled brush that brought the tub from "clean but doesn't look clean" to "omg that wasn't a decorative pattern that was soap scum" to "wow." This is how I got rust stains off the vanity, too. Despite the Roaring Twenties era medicine cabinet and window with a blind that only goes down 2/3rd (I hung a pillowcase there temporarily) it's actually cute now, with a turquoise themed shower curtain, bathmat, and soap dispenser.
I have taken on all housekeeping duties in the Shirehouse (1st floor.) It's only fair as Mr WereBear will be completely reorganizing his 3rd floor Aerie. I wound up getting an iPad app called Un%*#@ Your Habitat, from the website of the same name. In the Apple app store it is known as "Unfilth Your Habitat." So, there's cursing. But that's okay, because for me, cursing and housekeeping goes together.
As the oldest child and a girl with a working mother, I had to do a lot of housework. This was compounded by family attitudes about "woman's work" and "men's work." Which essentially let my brothers out of most chores, since we didn't have a farm and still had a house. They were supposed to cut the grass in summer and shovel snow in winter and that was supposed to be even with all the cooking and cleaning women did. (HAH.)
I thought this was a massive rip-off, and this only got worse when I had an abusive stepfather who dragged us out of bed to scrub the bathroom floor with toothbrushes. He made me use rocks to scrub the BBQ racks instead of oven cleaner. Like that.
So it's no wonder I wound up with PTSD on the subject. I used to have to work myself into a towering rage and use that to clean in these marathon sessions that would turn a mess into something that looked great... only it wouldn't last, of course.
So this app is part of my new program of tidying every day. Actually cleaning something that doesn't look like it needs cleaning... yet. So everything always looks clean. I know, what a concept
Here is Tristan, pondering the general lack of furniture yesterday:
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Tristan has been the Ambassador of Cats this week. He has made so many trips between the two places that he just sprawls out at the end of the day, so tired he can barely keep his eyes open. The other three cats are not impressed. "We have a working system here."
But not for long...
So a thousand thanks, because the return was otherwise pretty rough.
Sounds like you are settling in and getting comfortable.