Cats are just as annoying (if not more so) as human coworkers. There’s still drama, but instead of finding out that so and so slept with so and so from accounting, there’s cleaning up the hairballs, keeping them from tearing down the blinds and constantly breaking up cat fights. Also, your coworkers in an office (usually? hopefully?) … More Things I’ve Learned (So Far) from Working at Home
I enjoying hearing him talk to the cats because I don’t think he realizes I’m here. “Hey, cats! There are my guys.” We have the most well-liked and popular kitties on the block. The wait staff from the restaurant talks to them through the screen in the window when they’re out back on break and … More Saturday morning
Greg and I celebrated our four year anniversary on Tuesday by going to the local estate/antique shop and “thrifting” for a new side table and eating dinner at Café Alsace—the restaurant he took me to the night he proposed. It was a perfect romantic, low-key celebration. That seems to be more our style as of late, which is … More I love me some October
Is this cheating? Possibly.
I am feeling pretty cozy and relaxed today, with the cold and cloudy weather outside and the glow of the lamps warming the apartment, making the browns in the floor and cabinets reflect a warm caramel color. You can almost smell it— well, it’s probably because I can smell the salted caramel air fresheners we … More The comforts of home
After G. and I returned from taking the trash out on Thursday’s wonderful, blustery, cold and dark-at-6:00 p.m. evening (hey, I’m not being sarcastic, I LOVE fall and everything about it), we found it odd the kitties didn’t come pounding over and greet us at the door, like they usually do, every time we come … More Seen and heard on a cold Thursday night
The last tenants who lived here came home to a completely flooded apartment after being on vacation for a week. The furniture was ruined–some of if floating down stream. It was like coming home to a hot, murky swamp. G. and I were told about this incident up-front by the landlord who was trying to … More The bubbling toilet of doom
Every single time G. leaves to go out of town–whether it be work-related or not–something goes wrong. The issues are usually related to my car or an animal. I was prepared for those things. This, however, I was not prepared for. Why is this in front of our apartment? When I came inside, the poor … More Of course