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This afternoon, George and I got a call from the caretaker of the very first apartment we'd seen -- the large Edwardian two-bedroom with the "absolutely no pets" policy in a building where everyone had a cat. Well, now it's about to get two more!

We move at the end of the month, perhaps a couple of days before April 31st. Now we can buckle down to the tasks of finishing Girl Genius (ahhh!) and packing (AHHHH!).

Mini-update on Emmie: the detestible collar has come off and we don't have to apply hot water to her butt any more, so she's a much happier little girl. Good energy level, affectionate, cuddling, eating well... now all we have to do is convince Micawber that she isn't a demon in cat form and everyone will be fine.

Me, I seem to be coming down with the cold or flu that George has had these last few days. Gack, cough, sniffle... I just slept most of the evening away, and will probably go right back to doing so in a few minutes.
Date/Time: 2004-03-18 09:49 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] matrixrefugee.livejournal.com
Yaaayyy! You got an apartment!

Bleah! You're getting a cold. Why does it seem that something painful has to arrive on the heels of something good? Dichotomies...

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