My day in pictures.

Did not sleep well. Got up at 4 feeling like crap and finished unloading kitchen cabinets. Girl summed it up - this is dorm living, washing dishes in the bathroom sink. I'm sick of it already. So I did about 5 hours of moving things and other housework before the cabinet people arrived.



Natasha was VERY unhappy with all of this.

But not as unhappy as she was when big burly John Goodman-esque cabinet man (husband of tall, very muscular and tanned cabinet lady, who joined him later) came to start the job. She was still on her perch over the fridge, and now she was trapped, cornered by a Big Stranger with Power Tools. I couldn't coax her down and she stayed there until they fired up the saw to cut the cabinets apart. That got her moving, and she climbed through the cut-through at the ceiling to the top of the computer cabinet in the living room. I stood on my chair and lifted her down, and she bolted for my bedroom to join the boys under the bed. All three cats spent the rest of the ripping-out hours under my bed with very buggy eyes. Sending them to the vet's for the install is definitely the way to go here. They hated this.

Murphy was in his crate, and barked at the power tools but was generally quite good about it.

The phrase heard most often today was "Wow, these cabinets are really old!" I guess few wait as long as I did to remodel the kitchens in this neighborhood. It took a long time and a lot of sweat and major power tools to get them out, too - these weren't pre-built, hang them on the wall cabinets, they were built on site and weighed a freaking ton. They did an excellent job, and boy do they earn their money.





On a fibrous note, I've been resupplying my stock of crochet patterns via Ebay, with a particular pattern as my goal. Back around, oh, 1992, I made my daughter, then in 4th grade, a crocheted jacket - she was a tall girl even then so it was a women's small size, it was a bit big on her but not too big. Then we moved and moved and moved again, and the pattern vanished or was thrown out. And I kept remembering that jacket and wanted the pattern again - I remembered it was in Herrschner's Crochet magazine and would have been from the late 80's/early 90s. So today a bundle of old Herrschner's magazines came today and in it was...the pattern. I'll try to take a picture of it later. I'm so happy, I will get to make another one!

I should have gone to buy paint today but I'm too damn tired and it's too damn hot out there. 95 and blazing sun, the front yard is as crisp and dry as shredded wheat, and just about the same color. I'm still dumping water on the new sod, I refuse to lose it, but I think the front is going to need some serious sod action when this dry spell breaks and we start getting regular rain again. I am going to finish doing laundry, rearrange more things in the kitchen, and then I'm freaking done for the day.