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Bookkeeper, tax preparer, cat lady, blogger, organizer, mystery writer.


I've finally decided that I am a writer - all the other things I do just pay the bills. Someone eloquent once said that if you do what you love, the money will follow. Well, let's just see about that.

RIP Aggie

RIP Aggie
Aggie was my fifteen-year-old cairn terrier - or maybe I should say I was her 55-year-old person! She was my faithful companion, spoiled rotten and I am still trying to figure out what to do without her.

Peter the Cat...

Peter the Cat...
This is Peter the gingersnap tabby! He's seven years old and has just been promoted to Peter the Very, Very Good. He is working his way up to Peter the Great...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...

Bee - the Cat Who Came From Somewhere Else...
Bee is Peter's buddy. He's eight years old and has made himself right at home. I guess cats really do come in pairs or sets of three!

And Jasper makes three!

And Jasper makes three!
Jasper is our new guy - the Cat From Another Place. He's four years old and we think he likes it here - so far, so good!

Buzz about...

Monday, October 17, 2011

Lack of planning...

or measuring, at least - is a recurring theme at my house.  I've been looking for a comfortable client chair for the area in front of my desk and I finally found one - a $50 craigslist bargain in perfect, like new condition.  The guys went and picked it up for me and well, it seems that I am not a very good judge of space.  When you live somewhere for a while, it starts to seem bigger than it really is, I guess - and as you can see, the chair is rather large for the space.
Time for the bakers rack to go - it was a hand-me-down from a friend of my husband's, so I am not that enamored of it anyway - it just made a nice place for my Longaberger May basket collection.  So after staring at the problem for a while and weighing the possible alternatives, I put my baskets in the hall closet and called to ask my friend Jonathan if he wanted the thing.  He came over a couple of hours later and hauled it off to his house.  In the meantime, I decided that floating shelves on the wall would be perfect for my baskets - and free up the space I need for the chair.
Apparently, the new chair has met with Aggie's approval.  I like it, too.  The only bad news, Tom & Al, is that we are going to have to move the desk back about six inches to provide a little more navigation room for the therapy patients clients who are going to sit in that chair.
I love it when a plan comes together.


  1. Cute chair. Glad Aggie is breaking it in for you. As soon as I get out of my recliner Patch is right there in it.