Done, done, and done.

OK, I didn’t mop the kitchen or wipe down the fridge, but everything else is done. I am declaring it a day as far as anything work related goes. I think a ten hour day is long enough, don’t you? The dishes are stacked and ready to wash as soon as the greasy pot in the sink has a chance to soak a while. I’ll be knocking them out any minute now. There were hardly any dishes at all in the sink. It just looked like a lot due to poor stacking. No need to put them off if there aren’t but a few.

I pulled out the papercrafting box to get ready for making cards tonight. Lucky me, I have a brand new package of blank red cards leftover from a previous year! I was afraid I’d have to pester Lin to drive me to Hobby Lobby tonight, or I’d have to get really creative with the stuff I have on hand. All I have to do now is come up with a design idea, print out some stuff, and make those cards! It’ll be fun and a good way to end my day.

But first, I have to go kill our smoke detector, which is beeping every 60 seconds due to its battery being dead (I guess that’s what it’s doing), and I think I’ll knock out those dishes so I can spend an hour or so playing a video game or watching TV. Heaven knows with two men in the house tonight, I won’t have any control over the TV programming, and I doubt they will want to watch anything I might be interested in. Looks like once I get the cards done, I will be retiring to the bedroom with my iPod and listening to a book or something. Or maybe I’ll just go to sleep. I could use some more sleep.

Since the vet hasn’t called to say my kittens are dead or disabled, I have to assume everything went off without a hitch and they are sitting in a pen somewhere being extremely grumpy about things. I thought about calling and asking how they were, but I am trying not to come off as a Crazy Cat Lady, even though I am a Crazy Cat Lady. It’s not that I am so much worried about their actual health, because I am sure they came through their little operations just fine. I just miss them, and I am a little worried about their mental health. They have been in this house for 16 weeks now, and I can imagine they must be a little freaked out about us just dumping them off there and not being picked up again. I also hope they behaved as well while we weren’t in the same room with them as they do when we are there at the appointment. At any rate, I am sure they are a bit scared right now.

Oh, I miss ‘em. I really do. It felt strange doing housework without my kittens “helping” me and being constantly underfoot. It’s still something like 18 hours until I get to see them again. TOO LONG!!!

Well, the laundry is ready for the dryer, so that’s my cue that break-time is over for now. Just the dishes yet to finish, and then I am definitively DONE with housework!