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verbicideWell, it was a really nice weekend. And today was a really nice morning. Last night was the first night of Jeff's official move-in. His furniture is still at the house for staging, but he came over, used his own key, and joined the fun-in-progress. Sarah'd come over for dinner-and-catchup because we hadn't seen each other in approximately twelve billion years.
We sat on the newly-cleaned deck and chatted away while the channa masala finished cooking. It was too hot to eat, but that didn't stop us. And then Jeff came home. Not over, but home. Whee!
We'd randomly decided to watch a Buffy episode (Earshot) and had ourselves a good time. Sarah left around nine and Jeff and I finished catching up on the events of the weekend before going to sleep.
And then, it was just so damn nice to have both Jeff and Brutus still there in the morning. Instead of doing this over the phone, there was a cheerful, smiling bear in my kitchen, drinking coffee and eating toast. We've been playfully competing for Brutus' attention and I tell you --that is one happy cat. All purr-y and serene-looking. We're wondering if he's actually relieved to get away from the psychotic rage of Buffy (cat, not vampire slayer) who would periodically growl and smack him, even though he's more than twice her size and never attacks her.
I am sure this giddy high will work itself out and instead of beaming at each other over coffee, Jeff and I will lurch around in the mornings grunting, but for now, it's a fairly delightful way to start one's morning.
I couldn't wipe the smile off my face all the way to the bus station.
We sat on the newly-cleaned deck and chatted away while the channa masala finished cooking. It was too hot to eat, but that didn't stop us. And then Jeff came home. Not over, but home. Whee!
We'd randomly decided to watch a Buffy episode (Earshot) and had ourselves a good time. Sarah left around nine and Jeff and I finished catching up on the events of the weekend before going to sleep.
And then, it was just so damn nice to have both Jeff and Brutus still there in the morning. Instead of doing this over the phone, there was a cheerful, smiling bear in my kitchen, drinking coffee and eating toast. We've been playfully competing for Brutus' attention and I tell you --that is one happy cat. All purr-y and serene-looking. We're wondering if he's actually relieved to get away from the psychotic rage of Buffy (cat, not vampire slayer) who would periodically growl and smack him, even though he's more than twice her size and never attacks her.
I am sure this giddy high will work itself out and instead of beaming at each other over coffee, Jeff and I will lurch around in the mornings grunting, but for now, it's a fairly delightful way to start one's morning.
I couldn't wipe the smile off my face all the way to the bus station.
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Date: 2008-07-15 04:06 pm (UTC)It could very well be. When my aunt moved down to FL, she took her favorite cat, who was constantly tortured by the others (who remained behind with my cousin). The cat seemed MUCH happier in FL!
Glad everything's going so wonderfully well!
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Date: 2008-07-15 05:08 pm (UTC)