Sassafrass is patiently waiting for me to clear enough room in the office to put the cat tower back together. She does have a fine view of her queendom out the front room which I call my office, although obviously Sass thinks it is hers.
Here she expresses her opinion of my opinion.
She has a perfect view from the base of the cat tower lying over the box top, so she forgives me for my priorities in unpacking kitchen, bedroom, and living room boxes before the cat tower.
Not that I am anywhere near close to done! But I did get my kitty cat key holder up by the door. And is that a couch I spy holding up some laundry! Ohhh yeah.
And my real bed and a light to read by. The coverlet is in the dryer if you are wondering. Look at all that light pouring in the door! It was 75 degrees here this afternoon… nope, I’m not missing the cold and snow at all.
My couches are just a tad too big for the living room and I’m going to end up getting rid of one of the two end tables since it doesn’t fit, but I don’t care. My rear end and back are so happy to be off the floor. I should have taken the photo before I put the sheet down on the couch, and maybe move the laundry, but hey, this is the way it looks most of the time. It is easier to get bird poop out of sheets then off the couch itself.
Bandit and Merlin are thrilled to have their cages back although I have yet to hang up their spiral bouncers. The ceiling slopes upward so I may just hang one of them up over Merlin’s cage, closest to the door where the ceiling is lowest, and use the other one in the office. Now that I’m back to work I’m in my office most of the day, and the boys insist on spending at least some of that time with me in there, so I will probably hang the other bouncer in the window once I get rid of the rest of the boxes. I haven’t connected the Ott light back up because I don’t think I need it anymore, it is so bright in the house. The boys can get some real sunlight instead of the artificial stuff!
This is Sassafrass’ favorite part of unpacking. Newsprint is recyclable here in Tucson, but they only take one container full each week, so rather than crumple and bag, I’m flattening and rolling them up to fit the most possible in the container. Sass doesn’t care about recycling, she just like the racket she makes jumping in the paper. I’m just glad she is back to her happy pre-moving-stress self. The birds are fine, but Nekoka still seems not quite himself. A few more days and a few less boxes maybe – and some more cuddles with me should do the trick.