I am a night owl. When I start to yawn at 5pm each afternoon, I have a strong cup of coffee that carries me all the way through happy hour, and then through watching my favorite tv shows until midnight. So, of course, I love to sleep in. I wait all school year for those magical summer mornings, when I can loll about lazily in bed. After Hubby leaves for work, I have the whole bed to myself and can stretch my legs, spread out, and doze as long as I want. When I was younger I watched my dad get up at 5 each morning, and I thought to myself, I can’t wait to be a grown up when I, too, will be a morning person. I’m still waiting for that day!
But this summer, for some reason, I’ve been waking up at exactly 5:55 each morning. For weeks I couldn’t figure out what was waking me, until last week when I happened to notice Tilly Cat awaken, sit up from Hubby’s feet, and crow like a rooster, “Meow, Mrreeoow, Mrreeooow!” Then she immediately went back to sleep. She does this most mornings, so I am trying to go to bed earlier. She is very smart and on Sunday, she did not do her rooster imitation. (She got a cat treat.)
Cosmo is our old man cat. At 14 he can barely see and LIVES to lay in the backyard. Well, it’s just too hot! So yesterday, after Tilly did her rooster imitation, Cosmo came up and yowled like only a Siamese cat can for 30 minutes, hoping someone would let him outside. How on earth Hubby and William slept through it, I will never know. I am a light sleeper, and Hubby jokes that while asleep I can hear a marshmallow drop on a shag carpet a mile away, lol!
The cats aren’t the only ones giving me grief. Ruby is shedding like the dickens. Today I got up early and did the floors in preparation for the real estate photographer to arrive. After he arrived, I noticed the fresh layer of spaniel hair all over our floors. Ruby is upset by all the changes (most of our furniture is in storage, and her humans are tense and anxious), and barks a lot of the time. So I would like to advertise that she is available for rental, at least for the rest of July. Here are her stats: She is an English Springer Spaniel, 11 years old, and is a Good Dog. She is very happy and when not sleeping on her back with her feet in the air, she is smiling. She has bad hips so she does not require walks (in fact, she cannot go on a walk). She is a Gemini, 19″ tall, 40 pounds. She loves cats, puffy Cheetos, chasing shinies, and barking at the vacuum. Her hobbies are helping her dad mow the lawn, and pooping in the front yard. Contact me for her availability!
Seriously, we are exhausted from home repairs and shlepping back and forth in this record-breaking heat to the storage unit with more boxes of stuff. Everything had gone relatively smoothly until yesterday when I paid professional cleaners $250 to clean everything from top to bottom extremely thoroughly. After they left, I noticed they had neither cleaned the inside of cabinets as promised, or even vacuumed my area rugs OR dusted any wooden furniture OR vacuumed any upholstered furniture. I called the next day to complain and was told how could I expect to get rid of that much pet hair when I own four dogs and three cats? And the owner said, my cleaning crew said they spent 20 minutes on your leather couch, but it was heavily damaged. My retort was, “We have ONE dog and three cats, and we do not own any leather furniture. I have no interest in playing the game of he said/she said. I thought you would want the feedback. Have a great day.”
And today I noticed our grass had suddenly died. How could we have not seen that happening??? The temps in the 110’s all week didn’t help, but I think the sprinklers had forgotten to go . . . and we had not noticed. The same thing must have happened in the common areas since the landscapers rototilled today, making the lovely greenbelts into large expanses of dirt clods, where we usually have lush green grass. Lovely moments that restored my sanity were tile shopping with Lois, happy hour with Amy, and all the fun chit-chat time I get with my friend Julie, who is also our realtor. Send posi energy (and potential buyers) my way this week!