I arrived home tonight to find half of my living room floor gone. Since we didn’t have any warning our handyman was going to start indoor repairs today. (There’s a crack in the foundation, from the drain in our window well to someplace in the middle of our living room, which explains the flooding we arrived home to earlier this month.)

Poor cats! They really don’t know what to make of this. Jeremiah doesn’t like strangers, so he probably spent the afternoon cowering in the hallway closet. And even Posey and Della probably weren’t thrilled by two guys spending their afternoon in the Burrow without paying any attention to them. So now they’re all over the living room sniffing at the strange sub-floor smells.

So tonight’s task will be to move things out of the living room to someplace else in the Burrow. Since the living room is the majority of our space, that may be a challenge, but Rudi and I have tackled several in our day and will not be deterred by a mere lack of resources.