The living room is ready for the tree now. I moved the loveseat into my room and the birds where the loveseat was. I shampooed both places before putting the birds in their new spot. Now all I have to do is drag out the tree and put it up.
So anyway I did not make it to my Christmas dinner/party. Pat has not come home from work yet. At least that is where he is supposed to be. I don't know because he does not answer his phone and the shop is not answering either. He knew how much I wanted to go. Without a car I am stuck. Not like I can call a cab, there aren't any in the country. It really makes me mad. Everyone else where he works at would leave if they had something to do, not Pat. At least not for me, maybe if it was something he really wanted to do. It is done. No need to cry over it anymore.
My Blackie is hurt. He is limping. He will not let me check it out to see what is wrong. Everytime I approach him he takes off. That cat sure can go fast on 3 legs!
Well I guess I need to fix me something to eat.