Cat mutiny avoided.....but just barely

Now my time in the Extended Stay *Deluxe* hotel has come to an end.  No more maid service.  No more borrowed plungers.  No more 2 burner-no oven cooking.  No more Waffle House next door.   I am finally settling into the new house---But boxes are everywhere!  I am buried under them with no sign of the light-o-day.  Hopefully soon I will see the sun and daylight once again.  

We really got into this house in the nick of time.  The cats were getting restless.  After 5 months in a hotel room with 2 cats..... I was beginning to fear for my life.  I think they were planning a night-time mutiny.  I am certain I saw them sharpening their claws when they thought I wasn't watching.  I was sorta afraid that my next new accessory would be an eyepatch.  (And as much as I love new accessories, I don't think it would be very flattering.  I would find myself wondering..."does this eyepatch make my face look big?")

But I survived with both eyes intact ....and now I am officially a ho-moaner.  With my own plunger. Isn't that nice.  

(If you don't get this at all you have not been following my blog.  I apologize and refer you to previous blog/note entries if you would like to fully appreciate the plunger/ho-moaner references.  If you don't care, just skip it altogether.  I will never know.  Besides...I am just happy that you are reading this entry now.        ....... you are still reading, right?)

Working 9 to 5...

In case you were wondering......Larry, Moe and Curly are alive and well.  They currently work for a shipping company in the Atlanta area of Georgia.  I know this for a fact as they were hired by the ARMY to deliver my household shipment to me last week.  

Larry scratched our front door while bringing in furniture.  Moe sliced the seat of a chair while unwrapping the protective material (he used his handy-dandy 3-Stooges knife to cut away the paper).  And Curly wheeled the moving dolly (with dirty wheels) across our nice cream-colored, freshly professionally-cleaned carpet.  Then all 3 of them hacked away at one of the moving crates while attempting to open it-----from the wrong side.  (We had to tell them they were prying at the back side of the crate).  

So anyway---all 3 are gainfully employed.  Thought you might find that encouraging ---that in these tough times, when good jobs are difficult to find, even Larry, Moe, and Curly are hard at work.  

P.S.  Our washer and dryer were delivered by Laurel and Hardy.