It’s been a month since we moved in and Sparky and I are starting to settle in. Still have lots of boxes left to empty and more to bring over but just about there.
Made my first trip to the shopping district today. I thought the last place we lived was bad for traffic but today was insane. I don’t know if it was because it was Sunday or not but the drivers were insane times ten.
At Target I saw one lady trying to back out of a space and she hit the car next to her twice before I got out of there. I’m quite sure she hit a few more times before she finally got on her way.
People were so impatient and trying to get no where fast.
I just prayed I would get home in one piece and I did.
Here’s a picture of the shelf I bought for the bathroom. The plant holder and tissue holder were made by my sister many moons ago. I’ve had them for at least 20 years if not more.
Take care and have fun!
Sparky here. Mom and I moved into our new place this weekend and I’m going nuts. I kept trying to bolt for the door and Mom kept stopping me. I got shut up in the bathroom while people were going in and out and my nerves were just about shot.
I found some really neat places to hide but Mom is trying to discourage me from that. My thoughts are why can’t I hide in the bathroom cabinet or the drawer in the kitchen. It’s just a dark and quite place to hide. Oh well, I guess I’ll settle for under the sofa bed for now.
At least we have sliding doors so I can look out at the world. Mom even put my tower perch next to the door so I can look out. I’m not ready yet for being out in the open just quite yet, but maybe soon.
Sparky signing off for now! Meow!
OK, it’s official. I have now moved in to our new apartment. I’m surprised because there is more room than I originally thought. The matter of the curtains is behind me now and I really didn’t need them anyway since there are blinds on the door here.
I’ve already met three of my neighbors and all are very nice. One of them told me that it’s like a big family here. Everyone watches out for everyone else. That makes me feel really good and welcome.
Sparky is settling in OK. He spends most of his time under the sofa and has figured out how to get in the bathroom sink cabinet and one of the drawers in the kitchen. I’ve squirted him though to break him of it. He might eventually get the message, but I really can’t blame him for wanting to find a place to hide since it’s all new to him.
Now for the process of unpacking and figuring out what goes where.
Take care all and stay safe!
My move date is getting closer and I’m almost finished packing. One day this past week as I was talking about packing my curtains. I bought them after we moved into the house I’m leaving because there were no curtains. So my mother-in-law says they were bought with the house. Since when are curtains part of the house purchase. She said that new buyers might want some privacy. WHAT? What about my privacy since I’m quite sure the place I’m moving to doesn’t have curtains. I was totally flabbergasted and cried myself to sleep that night. Not sure I was really crying over the curtains, or the stress of moving. When we bought the house there were no curtains, which is why I had to buy some.
I’ve already given up 96% of my belongings to goodwill or charity and I can’t keep my curtains. Is that being selfish? I just don’t know what to think anymore.
I have tried to be a good person and do whatever is asked of me without complaining or refusing and this is what it comes to.
I am totally grateful to my in-laws and what they have done for me and can never really repay their generosity, but this really throws me for a loop.
I thank this blog for letting me vent, and maybe somehow my venting might help someone else. No sure how, but maybe.
Take care and stay safe everyone.
OK, the house inspector was coming today, no biggie. However, he arrived with 3 other cars and 5 more people. Panic set in, who are all these people. So picked up the phone and made a panic call to my landlord, who is also my father in law Glen. Turns out the other people were the real estate agent, the buyer, her boyfriend or fiancé (not sure which) and her parents. So I answer the door and the real estate agent says, “Weren’t you expecting the house inspector?”, I said yes, and he says “The buyer wanted to come to”. SURPRISE!
So now I have to quickly find the cat and put him in the bedroom and move the litter box from the bathroom to the bedroom and shut the cat in.
Glen arrives and asks what’s going on. I tell him about my panic and what’s going on. It was a surprise to him too. So not only do we have an inspector running around the house, but 5 other people too.
I don’t blame the buyers, but I do blame the real estate agent. Because he didn’t call when he wanted to show the house, and he certainly didn’t call to say he was coming with the inspector.
There is something about this guy I really didn’t like. He seemed too shady to me. I understand he has a job to do, but he should really learn a little more understanding about my position. Most times when a house is being sold its after the previous tenant has moved out, but this time I don’t think they considered my feelings since I haven’t moved out yet and I don’t have anywhere to go until the middle of April. I really hope he understands that, but somehow I don’t think he really cares. He is only thinking of his commission. I guess it’s people with that attitude I don’t trust or really care for. Maybe it’s just me.
I really did like the buyer and her family. They were very apologetic about being here. I think they understood my panic.
I just keep telling myself everything will work out the way it should and once we get into the new apartment things will settle down. Both Sparky and I will be OK.
Take care and stay safe!
Well, people were coming in to look at the house most of the day since the For Sale sign went up. They weren’t supposed to start coming until after Noon since I work nights but they were here at 11:30 and Glen had to wake me. He tried to call, but my phone was on the charger in the garage. Did some more packing when people were coming in. The only room left to pack is the garage and I worked on that some.
There was an offer on the house by the end of the day, so that stress is out-of-the-way for now. Not looking forward to the stress of the actual move, but after this, that seems like it will be a piece of cake.
Take care all and stay safe!
Hi, Sparky here. As the title indicates, moving is for the birds. I’ve been crying at Mom for two days and she’s been yelling at me. I guess it’s because I cry when she is trying to sleep and when she doesn’t get sleep she is out right cranky with a capital C. I want to hide in the garage but she shut me in the bedroom Saturday night and Sunday. That’s because people were coming in and out to look at the house. I had my litter box and food, but the only place I could hide was the closet.
Last night (Sunday night) Mom opened the bedroom door, but not the garage so I cried until she opened the garage door. Mom is still cranky from lack of sleep but when she got home from dinner at Nana’s house she sat down and stroked my fur and gave me some loving. Since she is on the computer, I can now sleep in my chair next to her and I’m a happy cat.