Trapped

The floor guys are not messing around.

They were scheduled to start this morning between 8 and 8:30, so I wandered off to Starbucks to gather some pastries and coffee for Ryan and myself. The clock on my car dash read "8:01" as I rounded the corner of Campfield Parkway (our street) and not only was the Mystic Illusions van parked out front, but every inch of our front room carpet was already stacked on the porch.

So now we are prisoners of the second floor along side Jeff the Cat, who is loving this. He never gets his 'people' to himself without some big smelly dogs shoving him out of the way. Now he has two warm people with two warm laptops camped out on his bed. I have the feeling he's going to be spending much of his time inverted between the two of us today.

Mel and Lucy are hanging out at cousin Cassidy's today. Apparently, in true Steans dogs style, they refused to go out this morning, so we'll have to make a mid-day voyage over to Hop-a-Long Lounge to see what their problem is.

In other news, my parents are making their final journey to their home in San Marcos today. Have a safe trip, Mom and Dad, Sam and Pippin. We'll see you when you get here.

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The League said…
When I stopped by, I put out the pail of water and kicked them all outside in the sunshine and cool breeze.
October 7, 2008 at 1:13 PM
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