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I have taken the day off, but my attempts to type anything, or play WoW are severely compromised by the fact that the cat seems to have done something to my keyboard. Although ironically, it seems to be behaving at this precise moment.

The keyboard that is. Not the cat.

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I have taken the day off, but my attempts to type anything, or play WoW are severely compromised by the fact that the cat seems to have done something to my keyboard. Although ironically, it seems to be behaving at this precise moment.

The keyboard that is. Not the cat.

Day Off

I decided to take today as annual leave. Two reasons, I think: firstly I fancied a long weekend and secondly there was incipient jealousy because ellefurtle has had a succession of Mondays off when I had to stroll into work. The tables are turned today. Hah!

So far I have played some Warcrack and watched a couple of things on BBC iPlayer. I may play some more shortly. I may not. The afternoon is my lobster.

Over the weekend we did things domestic. Saturday involved wandering off to IKEA in Edmonton to look at sofas and sofa beds. This turned out to be more of a trek than you might imagine by public transport, despite being a round trip of about 19 miles. We discovered the sofa bed we liked and decided that we would buy one as soon as we could decide on the colour. That all went wrong on Sunday when we realised that for reasons that are probably completely random, the same basic model varies by hundreds of pounds depending upon the fabric colour - and we're only talking whites, reds, blues. Nothing fancy. This put us into a bit of a bate and we fell back on the possibility of buying a Chesterfield sofa bed from another supplier entirely. Further research suggested that only a midget would find the Chesterfield comfortable; the IKEA versions vary according to mattress and now we are thinking 'fek it' and just getting a sofa rather than a sofa bed. With a bit of jiggling we can get a couple of guests who don't mind each other's body odour on the futon, once we have rearranged the study.

And for the same money as a sofa bed, we could get a comfy sofa AND a new HD flat screen telly.

Sunday was a trip to Homebase to buy more plants for the garden, which is now beginning to look suitably Spring-like and some paint samplers for the living room. I expect that come the Easter break, there will be some serious decorating going on in the living room. Of course, much depends upon the cat. Decorating is going to be much more problematic with the little brute around, but with luck we will only have him for another three or four weeks (though I am not counting my chickens on that one). I shall miss him when he's gone as he is a sweet natured little moggy, but frankly, the compensation of getting our house back will more than compensate. It will be a major task just cleaning and generally restoring the conservatory for human use.

Speaking of the furry little fiend, he is rather more of a nuisance when there's only one of us here with him. Already today he has spent time in solitary confinement for misbehaviour. He is out now and I am in his bad books because I will not allow him to roam around in the kitchen, bathroom or bedroom. They are all off limits to a solo cat. He wanders past me occasionally, looks at me and mews in disgust and wanders off again.

More gaming now, I think.

Day Off

I decided to take today as annual leave. Two reasons, I think: firstly I fancied a long weekend and secondly there was incipient jealousy because ellefurtle has had a succession of Mondays off when I had to stroll into work. The tables are turned today. Hah!

So far I have played some Warcrack and watched a couple of things on BBC iPlayer. I may play some more shortly. I may not. The afternoon is my lobster.

Over the weekend we did things domestic. Saturday involved wandering off to IKEA in Edmonton to look at sofas and sofa beds. This turned out to be more of a trek than you might imagine by public transport, despite being a round trip of about 19 miles. We discovered the sofa bed we liked and decided that we would buy one as soon as we could decide on the colour. That all went wrong on Sunday when we realised that for reasons that are probably completely random, the same basic model varies by hundreds of pounds depending upon the fabric colour - and we're only talking whites, reds, blues. Nothing fancy. This put us into a bit of a bate and we fell back on the possibility of buying a Chesterfield sofa bed from another supplier entirely. Further research suggested that only a midget would find the Chesterfield comfortable; the IKEA versions vary according to mattress and now we are thinking 'fek it' and just getting a sofa rather than a sofa bed. With a bit of jiggling we can get a couple of guests who don't mind each other's body odour on the futon, once we have rearranged the study.

And for the same money as a sofa bed, we could get a comfy sofa AND a new HD flat screen telly.

Sunday was a trip to Homebase to buy more plants for the garden, which is now beginning to look suitably Spring-like and some paint samplers for the living room. I expect that come the Easter break, there will be some serious decorating going on in the living room. Of course, much depends upon the cat. Decorating is going to be much more problematic with the little brute around, but with luck we will only have him for another three or four weeks (though I am not counting my chickens on that one). I shall miss him when he's gone as he is a sweet natured little moggy, but frankly, the compensation of getting our house back will more than compensate. It will be a major task just cleaning and generally restoring the conservatory for human use.

Speaking of the furry little fiend, he is rather more of a nuisance when there's only one of us here with him. Already today he has spent time in solitary confinement for misbehaviour. He is out now and I am in his bad books because I will not allow him to roam around in the kitchen, bathroom or bedroom. They are all off limits to a solo cat. He wanders past me occasionally, looks at me and mews in disgust and wanders off again.

More gaming now, I think.