Bedroom was done hours ago. Shower has been taken. KFC chicken dinner has been consumed. Kittens have been properly introduced to the bedroom. Now all I want to do today is somehow manage to stay awake through The Daily Show and The Colbert Report. I don’t think I’ll make it. :yawn:

Here’s what the bedroom looks like now. It’s really an amazing difference. The room itself still sucks, but at least there are vast open spaces now, and I can see the gorgeous hardwood flooring. :D

When I was ready to let the kittens in, I opened the door a crack … so they’d wouldn’t see the room right away and would feel like they were “sneaking” in like they have been trying to do the last few weeks. Ronin was first through the door, naturally. The first thing he did? Start hanging from the clothes I still had on my rolling rack. I had to cram them into my limited closet space. Ugh. Then he flew around the room for a while looking at everything. Myu finally summoned all her bravery and came into the room as well. She spent a while being fascinated by the mirrored closet doors. By the time she was tired of playing with the other black cat in the mirror, Ronin had found one of Fuzza’s old rabbit fur mice under the bed, so they ran around the room playing with it for a while. I finally stopped taking video and photos and just left them to explore.

When I came back in to check on them, they were both crashed out on the bed. They just LOVE the bed. So much room to stretch out on, and so comfy too! They’ve been in there sleeping for hours, which is probably a bad thing. I just know they are going to get feisty at some ungodly hour tonight and wake us up. Well, at least they won’t be mewing pathetically at the closed bedroom door at some ungodly hour anymore. It was soooo pathetic, I always had to get up and go out into the hall to pet them for a few minutes. Ronin came in here to check on me a few minutes ago, but he went straight back to the bedroom again, presumably to finish snoozing. They had a pretty exciting day today too. With me sequestered in the bedroom behind a closed door and making rustling noises all day, you know they were going crazy running around the house and likely doing all those things I don’t let them do when I am puttering around the house … like shredding toilet paper, for example. :lol:

I’ve really been missing Fuzza today. It’s been bad. Almost as bad as right after he died. But I’ve also been really happy about the bedroom looking nice and the kittens finally being allowed into that room. It’s odd to feel both happy and sad at the same time. At times it feels like my heart is going to burst, because I don’t know if I want to roll around on the bed with the kittens and laugh or roll myself into a ball and cry. I’ve mostly been doing a mix of both all evening. It doesn’t help any that I am so tired either. I just get too emotional about things when I am fatigued. But still … really, really been missing Fuzza today. I’m going to try to stop thinking about it now, because I want to focus on how cool it will be to wake up tomorrow morning to a clean(ish) bedroom and kittens. Even if I can’t move a muscle tomorrow or breath though my nose at all, tomorrow is going to be a great day!

My TV shows are coming on, so I am off to the living room. Behind the cut, you’ll find some photos of happy, relaxed kittens.