While swimming, I rearranged my living room a bit to accommodate the giant white elephant. I think my plan is good. There's nook between the fireplace and the terrace that it will fit into nicely and outofthewayly when not in use and close enough to get it out easily when I want to. It has wheels but they are tiny and don't like the carpet. I think I'm going to get a small water heater tray to sit it on that will 1. make it easier to move across the carpet and 2. hedge against any leaks.
When the house cleaner gets here today, I'm going to get her to help me move the main piece that constitutes my plan and then I can cut the a/c into it's forever home.
Also, while swimming, I came up with a way to install the swimming noodle. I'm going to get a tension curtain rod and run it down the middle of the noodle from the top of the door frame to the top of the a/c insert. I could also use duck tape but I'd like to avoid that.
While the house cleaner does her thing, I'll make a stop at Goodwill. I have a couple of bags of stuff to drop off and I'll go in and get more shit to replace it. Then, the grocery store.
My new across the street neighbors have been MIA since Sunday BUT their cat is sitting in the window this morning. A pretty tuxedo. As I typed that, Zoey came out from here bedroom and is now trying to keep me from typing more.
A new mid season show on NBC called Good Girls has me hooked. You really need to start with episode 1. Totally worth it. Fun show with excellent cast.
My (snooty all girls private) high school is very good about sending alumnae shit and yesterday I got a publications of "class notes" with pictures and notes about all the - still alive - graduates. Last May was the 50th anniversary of my class. So you thumb through the booklet with pictures of girls and women and now, my class, is the old ladies in the back of the book. A lot (more than half) of my class showed up for the celebration. I could recognize a couple from the class photo but most of them, not. Some of the names I didn't even recognize. 50 is a lot of years even in people years.
Ok, time to get dressed.