(From the Air Quality Division, University webcam.)
The air is still very bad. Some hope for Monday, and next week. Nothing new, but recently worse.
D was exasperated with the current desk/cable nest situation, so we worked out a way to get rid of the desk, by putting up shelves and getting a table we could both sit at. Since me at the kitchen counter brought other problems, which is to say me whining about everything being put on what I used as a desk, from keys to food and dirty dishes, to mail and gloves. We have already got our taxes figured, if not officially, so we are using a small portion of the expected return to make this place more livable. And we can sit together while online, again.
We weren't going to actually buy anything today. But the only furniture store where we figured we'd find anything worth having, was unexpectedly going out of business. Not quite the bad news it seems, since the owner was just ready to sell up and retire to join the Peace Corps, no debts, not a matter of the economy. And we got a great deal on a solid alder table just the right size. Got it in the car, dismantled. So, we had to clear out the desk, with no other place to put the table. Picked up serviceable shelves. The desk went within an hour of being listed on Craigslist, picked up and paid for. Well, we passed on the spirit of economy, and they got a great deal too.
The shelves will go up when our building maintenance guys drill the holes. They prefer to do that, and we like it that way as well.
Of course D had to do a lot of cable and cord sorting, with lots of dust mopped and vacuumed by me. Everything in a silent uproar of clutter. Moby circled us suspiciously. He would prefer we never moved or cleaned anything ever, but he doesn't get to vote.
He gets to glare.
(That's him on the shelf of the cat tree, staring at me balefully.)
Shortly after, once we moved his stool in place, he figured out that he can lounge between us, and that is ideal. We've been provisionally forgiven.