Vacation Day One

I actually remembered to shut off the alarm last night before I went to sleep, but that didn't stop the world from disturbing my R & R.

Around 7:30 Sam, Turtle, Tommy and I were sacked out on the bed when I hear "BAMBAMBAMBAM!"

No, it wasn't a visit from a prehistoric cartoon character. It was the roofers next door trying to get the neighbor's new roof on before the holiday. I tried to ignore it and go back to sleep, but Sammy being cute and wanting to cuddle distracted me. It's not often he slows down long enough to work at being cute and giving me some purr time. However, when a certain pillow-hogging cat named Turtle rose up and started the hairball hack, we abandoned ship.

Today's goal is to head to my aunt's house and dig the remaining bits of my belongings out of her garage. It's mostly Christmas stuff, which I will need tomorrow afternoon to begin my decorating. Most of it has been stored there for five years waiting for me to live someplace where I actually have room for it. Yippee! Those days are here. Can't wait to see what's in there. I'm sure I've forgotten what 90% of it is.

I guess the first step in reaching today's goal would be to get my lazy rear in the shower and stop futzing around. Of course, right now Turtle is lying on top of me and taking every opportunity to rub his chin on my fingers as I type. Because heaven forbid I be doing anything other than paying attention to him. It's really giving the backspace button a workout.