Finally and at long last, the carpets got cleaned. I'm not stark raving mad about the result but it's adequate, I guess. This apartment complex is about twenty-five (thirty?) years old and the carpeting is beige, so it shows every spot. I had told the guy I didn't want the sofa or the bed moved, but I expected him to move other items. He didn't, except for the rocking chair in the living room and I decided not to make an issue of it. It certainly looks better than it did and I'll live with it. Made my lunch and ate it, as usually, in the middle.
Noreen called and we talked about the memorial yesterday for her longtime friend, Cecilia. I was startled to hear that the late friend's son and daughter-in-law are going to move in with Noreen. Considering they didn't discuss it at all--about rent (are they going to rent or is it gratis?), how long they'll stay (a month? a year? until they join Cecelia?), and so on. In addition, they have two cats and Noreen's two large dogs have never been exposed to cats, so how will that turn out? I didn't express any reservations, though, and I'm sure Noreen will keep me informed. We made a date for lunch on Tuesday and I'll be happy to see her.
Speaking of cats, Ellen called and I was so happy to hear that my grandkitties, Gwennie and Cessy, are loving the new screened-in side porch. Chris, the contractor, is almost finished the work--can't wait to see it. We decided she'd come over on Wednesday to help put things pack after the not-very-satisfactory carpet cleaning, but I should have looked at my calendar first; as it's the first Wednesday, so I'm booked for Soaring Spirits lunch. (Oh, I know that's a run-on sentence, Sister Gabriel!)
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