Mom's got a wicked busy schedule the next few days. She has been named "project manager" at her day hunting gig. What's the project? The room where the head honcho holds his meetings is getting made over. New rug, wallpaper, new furniture, new electronic toys... Mom's got to co-ordinate everything. Sounds boring to me. No cat trees, no cat hammocks. Bleh.
Like, today, she has to make sure the furniture gets moved out of the room so the guys who are going to take down the wallpaper can do their stuff this afternoon.
Then tomorrow some other guys come over and rip the rug up.
Saturday (yes SATURDAY) some guys are going to bring jackhammers and dig a trench in the cement floor so the electrical guy can put in a special box for some wires.
NEXT week it's wiring, wallpaper, computer junk.
Mom also has to organize when the new carpet gets laid, the purchase of enough chairs to make a cat happy forever, a gigunza special cool table to impress everybody and something called a cred-end-za to store all kinds of stuff. And she has to choose pictures for the wall and all kinds of other little stuff.
All that in addition to her normal day hunting stuff, and taking care of moi.
Have I told you lately how glad I am to be a cat?