That’s how much I’m making sense today…  Basically, none…  I’m so tired from chasing the kidlet and moving house that I can barely think straight.  I mean, we’re even getting a second cat, to keep our little guy company.  Are we crazy?!

Maybe so, but there’s really no problem with it.  I’ve taken care of multiple cats before, so it’s not an issue.  Besides which, I know they’ll really like each other once they both adjust to the changes, and when I have to leave during the day, they’ll have company for each other.

But the new place is definitely quieter, and I definitely have a better sense of security here.  It’s a gated community, with buzzer doors.  So it’s definitely an upgrade.  We’re paying the same per month we did with the one-bedroom, except for a FOUR-bedroom instead, and this includes all utilities, cable, and wi-fi.  So we’re all happy.  Especially because besides rent, the only bills we’ll have are cell phone bills and food and clothes.  This saves us time and money and worry.  I think my favorite part is that we have plenty of space so that everyone is happy.

The kid and I just finished eating lunch, and she’s dozing in her room.  I’m sitting in the nanny’s room flipping through this women’s studies book I found:  Sheila Rowbotham’s “Hidden From History: Rediscovering Women In History From The 17th Century To The Present.”  I haven’t really made it through the first chapter, but I’m certainly working on it.  Really, I just want a big fat nap.

The three poet cats have entered the room…  They’re all looking very pointedly at the little bed I’ve got in here…  I get the point, guys!