Well, the studio remodeling project is proceeding apace. I'd show you photos, but we packed up the cable that connects from the camera to the computer and it might be a while before it comes to light again. So far, the vocal booth has been framed in, there's a new door to the utility closet, the thermostat is in a more convenient location, and the carpeting and linoleum are gone from half the room. We're so excited!
The plan underwent some scope creep while I was at work, encompassing the addition of two skylights, a drum riser with soundproofing underneath, and a sheet of Plexiglass to be mounted in front of the drums. So far we're still within the original budget range, so I'm not arguing. Admittedly, the original budget included some fairly big stuff we've decided not to do, but it's nice to stay within shouting distance of a dollar figure I've heard and approved.
After work today I'm meeting with an electrician about our chronic breaker problems. To keep him from fleeing our house in disgust, I spent a long while yesterday evening mopping the cats' side of the basement. Ick, ick, ick. The good news is that the whole house is now pine fresh.
I also impulsively purchased yet another Littermaid cat box (just one this time). I know, it's like putting a "kick me" sign on my own back. There was a lot of cursing involved in getting the @#$%& thing put together, but it seems okay so far. When they work, they're wonderful - it's just that Littermaid doesn't seem to bother to make them very well anymore.
I'm up ridiculously early this morning. In fact, hubby and I tried to go to breakfast at our favorite place around 6:30 only to find it isn't open until 7. After we ate elsewhere, I attempted to pick up my dry cleaning and discovered that they're not open until 7 either. Come on, people!
I skipped yoga this morning because one shoulder is having some complaints and I think one more day of rest would be helpful. I'll go tomorrow morning instead. The diet/exercise/supplement program I put myself on last week is really paying off. I can tell that my jeans are much looser and my stomach is flatter. I won't exactly be beach goddess material by the time I leave for Jamaica next week, but at least I won't be a beached whale either.
Thanks to NaBloPoMo, I'll be posting tomorrow and Sunday, too. Maybe I'll actually think of something interesting to say. You won't know unless you come by!