I’m dreaming of a white turkey?
It snowed last night, we had a few inches on the car and enough to require Comrade to be outside shovelling the sidewalk and driveway. It’s pretty and white.
Eddie went out to grab coffee and cocoa and Comrade notified him that he wants to come in and inspect the apartment, which means an assload of cleaning and smuggling Pickle and her cage out of the house. Of course, he’s on vacation next week, which means that we won’t have the benefit of smuggling her out after I get out of class because he’ll be home at the same time. And disassembling the cage to bring to Mom’s one night is going to be oh-so-fun. Tomorrow I’ll spend the day cleaning up an assload of shit to put out for Saturday’s trash pick-up and just do 1 room every day next week. That will give us time to clean up a bit, get the fuzzy to my mother’s for a sleepover, and get things inspected. The big question is, do we leave all the various sex toys, lubes, and implements of destruction just laying about, or pack them up?
I’ve got to shower and get dressed for the dinner. Feh. Happy Thanksgiving, folks!
Tags: apartment, ferret, inspection, landlord, life, pets, sex, snow, thanksgiving
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