You're not buying this parting-of-fur thing are you?
Okay, I confess, I couldn't think of anything else to get your attention. But now that I have you here, purrhaps you may have noticed my new look? It's my blog - it has the new look! If you like it, thank you, I did it all by myself! If you don't like it, well then blame "her".
Either way, we can all blame "her" for starting the whole change thing. Seems spring cleaning and fluffing started early this year...no doubt prompted by the warmer temperatures we HAD and the flowers that WERE blooming.....yes, it is COLD now. A chilly 21 degrees at night and 32 in the day! Anyway, what was I saying....oh yeah, spring cleaning in the winter....
I suppose we all get a bit stir crazy by February. Purrsonally, I think "she" takes it to a new level. Most of you probably clean until even the Q-tips have all been used up (getting into cracks in the floor tile, etc). Well around here, the mop is dry and the Q-tips are only being used in Dad's ears.
Okay, I'll admit though, that two weeks ago was a different story. Dad finally gave "her" the go ahead to change up the living room. "She" claims that is where it all started.
Move one thing from the studio and then another and another. And of course as "she" moves everything it gets cleaned, where it sat gets cleaned, and where ever it is going to sit gets cleaned....oh heck, it ALL ends up cleaned.
But two weeks later, only three rooms have been touched.
Notice I didn't claim that they had all been cleaned to the Q-tip level, just "touched".
There's a reason.
"She's not done yet."
So maybe before the month is done, I'll be able to show you more than these pictures of changes in the studio. I hope to be able to show you what the living room looks like now. And yes, I'll even see if I can't find a 'before' picture too. It all happened so fast, I didn't think to take a picture. I was too busy worrying about getting stepped on or run over. You do NOT want to get in "her" way when the creating and moving and decorating starts....oh it can be worse than flying monkeys. Or so I'm thinking because I've never really met a flying monkey....
Anyway, you're probably wondering how the new blog design got done with all that craziness. Well, I had to think of something to do and Dad's office was the purrfect place to get away from "her". Unfortunately, I didn't get away quick enough to avoid getting the "let's make it new" virus ;) Ah well, the change will do me good....
Sure hope my bed is still in the same spot....
