So apparently there's rain.

I think we're catching the edge of what is left of Katrina, the last few sputterings as she dies.

The house is quiet, other than the sounds of storm, and I have a kitty sleeping on me.

In a couple of hours, there will be activity and chaos. If we lose the rain and it becomes dry enough to work outside, I will be doing block work; otherwise I'll be working on lighting and props. Barb will be attacking the closets, and Sasha will be doing whatever Sasha does these days.

I do long for these moments when the world sleeps, and I can have a few moments of quiet reflection.

Then I wanna get naked and dive into a pool of college coeds.

Mortaring blocks.
First had to disassemble the existing walls.
Then mix new mortar, and clean off old blocks before reassembling them.

Moving a ton of blocks is getting to be old hat now.

Barb is inside cleaning. The cats have destroyed a bunch of stuff peeing. a section of the hardwood floor in the living room and dining room are pee-burned and need to be replaced, and the built in oak cabinet in the dining room might be salvageable.

I'm considering seeing how many cats will fit in a blender. Feline Frappe.

Ow.

Worked into the darkness. Finally ran out of my third pail of mortar, figured it was time to stop. Changed clothes, and decided to go to get some food when Sasha came home. We went to Applebees. I had a Perfect Margarita.

I am now nearly unable to move from stiffening up.

More to do tomorrow.

Ow.