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Going to take a leaf out of Queens book (or is that post?) and make my "anything" something different. Was removing wallpaper (many of you may have realised that I'm renovating) and had left a small section with just the backing on the wall for some reason. Finally went to take it off and found ANOTHER layer of wallpaper underneath, this wallpaper that was vinyl, waterproof, and from the depth of hades super stores itself! Finally after attacking it with a carving fork (not out of sheer annoyance but to score it up), soaking it, the floor (thankfully wooden and yeah there was a drop sheet but....), myself and a passing cat with the spray bottle I finally got it off!!! Only to find oh dear god, dad had moved a door and there was a not so great plaster job that needed to be sorted.... there was a door there???? Holy crap I really am getting old as I don't recall it! Well off to plaster and dodge a very annoyed cat :)
In my experience, in any renovating or fixing job, there is always inevitably SOMETHING that you'd swear the epitome of evil had put up/chosen itself. (There are a lot of things like that in my apartment, actually [stove, fridge, shower, water heater...], but, alas, I've no power to go about changing them as a renter.) Not going to lie, though, I'm laughing at the thought of attacking wallpaper with a carving fork.
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Back to just Anything. Oh the tiler came yesterday and I have wonderful new white tiles in the kitchen! HAPPY CAMPER!!!! :D
Doing the last of the bits and pieces in the way of painting before the guy comes tomorrow to sand and polish the floors in the kitchen and dining room. Spare a thought for me tomorrow, I have to shut 5 fur babies into the front of the house all day and night till the floor is dry enough for their little claws to go scampering over it (Loco is aptly named guys trust me, he's known as the purr-kour cat so claws are only a mild worry with him). Someone suggested tranquilisers which I agreed to, FOR ME! Besides living out of the esky in the lounge isn't exactly my idea of a great day, it will be interesting to see how we all cope, oh and yes kitty tray has to come to sigh.
What is anything? What is life?
Oh goodness, sounds like you've an adventure to be had with that many furbabies in a single room! Hopefully it goes better than the time I had to lock myself and my boys in my bathroom. They were so mad at me, I don't think they looked at me for an entire day afterward. (But darn it, if I was worried enough about a tornado warning to shut myself up, I was taking my furbabies with me.) A couple toys and a familiar person should hopefully do the trick to keep them from driving you too crazy.
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Hoping the guy that's doing the floor HAS realised that he booked the job on a long weekend (it's Monday here and the first weekend in October is a long weekend, footy finals blah)
wow that's a lot of luck quick go buy a lottery ticket you still have a 3rd good thing to happen. As far as the furry fiends go thankfully it's a very big house so they actually have a large area/rooms to spread out in, it's just a case of the minute you stop or tell a cat it can't do something you are in for a world of hurt! Top things off Ziggy (pictured) has a unique talent of opening cupboard doors AND the sliding door between the lounge and kitchen area, takes a couple of door jams wedged into inaccessible areas to stop him from going "to hell with this" and knocking them out and proceeding to open the door and trot off on his merry way. This is done with a twitch of the tail in my direction and the unnerving fact I know he's just gone and told me to kiss it! No one puts Ziggy in a corner :D