Window Week, Day 2

Bleah. What with the sawdust and the smoke (one of the other guys is a smoker and stands outside the window to smoke), I'm sitting here hacking and snorffling this morning. And freezing, since they asked me to turn off the heat--they get a little warm in my world, which, of course, is 79 degrees. Of course it is! That's a civilized temperature, good for all creatures (the cats think it's cold today, too, poor traumatized animals), don't you think? Yes, you do.

The EGE, poor baby, has a cold. He got it over the weekend from--we're pretty sure--one of the barristas who was hacking and sniffling. The EGE said, "Gee, I don't want him making my drink," but he's pretty sure he did anyway. So far I haven't caught it--we do lots of fake air kissing, like socialite divas, when one of us is sick cos we both *really* hate being sick and try to limit it to just one of us. Usually it's him, alas, because he's in the schools and out in the world a lot more than I am. Colds really suck because you feel lousy but don't get a lot of sympathy--we're all trying to give him lots, but he's A Guy, after all, and keeps saying, in a really stopped-up nasal-y voice, "I'b vine. I said I'B VINE!"

So here's what it looked like at 7:30 this morning:

 I love this photo--so exciting because I can see the huge difference it will make~~

And here's what it looks like now:

Now to see if I can sneak in there and get another cup of coffee. Because the sewing studio is, technically, the dining room, the kitchen is also in chaos, with the microwave sitting on the counter by the sink and the window leaning up against it, so I had to eat my breakfast--half a bran muffin; so exciting--frozen this morning. And you know what? It was pretty good--I think I'll eat them that way all the time in the summer when it's hot. (Not in the winter, though--no cold food in the winter!)

Yeah, yeah--I know it's 53 degrees and that some of y'all think that's a heat wave, but all I can say is brrrrrrrrrr~~I'm thinking of getting the electric throw (not to be confused with The Electric Slide, which, yes, I can do) and wrapping up in it. I could take it in the front part of the house with me and be mobbed by the cats. They ADORE that thing and think they each should have their very own. Or at least I should give them mine and leave it turned on "high" all day long, laundering it every day so it stays nice and fresh, maybe rubbing a little catnip on the edges, maybe putting some cushions underneath. And, oh, yeah--setting dishes of tuna within reach.

More later~~