Sneaking out

The mowers came this morning, which chased both Mips inside – so I took advantage of that, shut them in and went shopping.

I decided to get the Makro shopping out of the way, and also get some more Whiskas in Jelly sachets – which all my cats love! I walked past the clothes … and stopped. They had one of those poncho-like tops which I like, and even in my size! Next to that they had some … I don’t know what to call them, the label says ‘Legging’. That’s about what they are. They looked like they would fit only stick-figures, yet they claimed to be size L/XL. They looked like decent pants, even though they’re just stretch material – so I decided to take a chance and tried them on. I was surprised to find they not only fit, but felt really comfortable! So I took three of them! And the top.

Back at home Ziva was disappointed that I carried stuff from the car to the stairs, rather than rub her tummy! The Mips were happy to come out and the strays were happy to come in! I’m seriously getting miffed at Romeo, though – the sod sprays blerry everywhere! I’ve been cleaning walls and bins and the oven … but when I came in after shopping, I could smell there are places I’ve missed! The worst thing is, that with me being inside so much, I don’t even smell it anymore!

I’ve also washed the chair Lady Jane pooped on, and put a throw on the seat. Neither Mewthos nor Lady Jane will sit in the chair now! If I put them down on the chair, the sniff, then get off as fast as they can – almost as if I’m asking them to sit in poop! Ha Ha!

Got another call re work. It sounds like we may not be getting the East London project – so I should get hold of my boss and find out what his plans are for me. Also, it turns out that Dumb & Dumber have hired Dumbest and put him in charge of moving the containers. Dumbest being a subcontractor we used to order mechanical parts from – but they delivered so many wrong parts, or parts that weren’t finished so they had to come to site and finish them, plus they always delivered a day or two late, if not longer – we ended up changing supplier. Ah well, not my circus, not my monkeys.

My own monkeys keep me quite occupied in my own little circus! I did a load of washing and when I took it out of the machine it was sopping wet! Sigh, I suppose I had better clean the filter tomorrow.