Snow is headed our way. It's not even here yet, and already it's been called a "historic" storm, a "whopper", "blizzard-like", "Snowmageddon", "Snownami" and "Snowpocalypse". The last forecast I saw projected about 18" for our immediate area and as much as two feet of snow within an hour's drive of here.
So far, there is a very thin glazing of ice here. Not enough to close school yet, but enough that I slipped and slid across the driveway as I was putting down the ice melt.
But hey, no worries. Shane and I took a few minutes yesterday...twice...to go over a mental checklist of things we might need if we get snowed in. We didn't need to buy anything; we're good to go.
Other than the nasty forecast, we had a nice weekend. We had planned to go to the Mid-Am RV Show on Saturday morning to further fuel our envy of everyone who already has an RV. But our plans changed and instead we ended up going to breakfast and then doing some thrift store shopping. We found a sale at the Salvation Army and bought a lot of half-price clothing. We also bought this reclining love seat. It had just been donated the night before and is in like-new condition.
We stayed in the rest of the day relaxing. I sat down on the couch (our older one, not the new one we just bought) later in the evening, only to find that Mittens had peed on it. Not good. I cleaned it and piled on the baking soda to sit overnight, only to find she'd done it again the next morning, in the same spot. It wasn't a lot, thank goodness, but we were certain it wouldn't end there. We'd had enough, between the constant fighting with the older cats, the older cats fighting among themselves, and Mittens' problems with breaking training. So, as much as we hated to, we took her to our local no-kill shelter, which is fortunately open on Sundays. We explained that she's very sweet and lovable with people, even kids, but she just doesn't seem to get along with other cats.
We didn't want to do that, but I have to say, there was an immediate reduction in the stress level at home. The older cats quit in-fighting; it was like flipping a switch. Everyone, cats and people alike, seemed much more relaxed after Mittens was gone. So, I really can't say that I regret giving her up. I only regret that it didn't work out.
More good news/bad news. The good news is that Shane didn't have to go back to Manhattan, KS, to work this week. The bad news is that the job he was assigned here in town will most certainly be shut down most of the week because of weather, while the Manhattan crew will still be able to work because they have work spaces enclosed in tarps. Oh well, I guess that's the way it goes sometimes.
Since Shane will probably be home most of the week, I think we will begin redecorating Kat's room. We'll begin with painting the walls. Kat's loft bed is a huge thing, which is why Shane has to be here to help. I'm not able to budge the bed, let alone move it away from the wall enough to paint behind it.
Not much else is planned for this week. I'll be doing some baking. I think it will be a good day for that.
How is your week shaping up?