Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Not much to say about the last two days. Been feeling very tired, so working hard to keep feelings in check. Been running out of things to do both days as we've all worked rather hard, but apparently it pays off as we're given coffee and cake and so forth for a good job. I dunno what we've actually done to deserve it, but I don't mind.
On monday I got my chest to my apt with the help of Daddy. Vacuumed my livingroom carpet and put it there. Was wondering why there's not that much room there, but finally understood that my sofa's spread as a bed, so transforming it back to a sofa helped a lot. Daddy designed a way for me to get a "old" lock to keep the trunk shut.
He got in to trouble with his wife as he went and mentioned that he's helping me with the chest and the previous week he visited and put up the cat climbing thingie he made. She's just insane. Has really ticked off at him again. I really do not want to cause problems there.
Oh well, not much I can do about her. So I'll wait for tomorrow and cake and do my job like a good little slave. Apparently it's working out as well, since each time the people helping me deal with all the paperwork and such ask him how I'm doing and he says that I'm doing just fine. So... I dunno what to think of the situation. Best not to think at all. Good plan for the rest of the week. No thinking.
On monday I got my chest to my apt with the help of Daddy. Vacuumed my livingroom carpet and put it there. Was wondering why there's not that much room there, but finally understood that my sofa's spread as a bed, so transforming it back to a sofa helped a lot. Daddy designed a way for me to get a "old" lock to keep the trunk shut.
He got in to trouble with his wife as he went and mentioned that he's helping me with the chest and the previous week he visited and put up the cat climbing thingie he made. She's just insane. Has really ticked off at him again. I really do not want to cause problems there.
Oh well, not much I can do about her. So I'll wait for tomorrow and cake and do my job like a good little slave. Apparently it's working out as well, since each time the people helping me deal with all the paperwork and such ask him how I'm doing and he says that I'm doing just fine. So... I dunno what to think of the situation. Best not to think at all. Good plan for the rest of the week. No thinking.
# posted by dragonrat @ 8:40 PM 
