Ouch

Today is my first day off in 10 days. I guess I am getting old. It used to be that I could work 11 hour days 10 days in a row and it wouldn't even phase me. Now I am walking around like an old man, complaining about my back and my feet.

Yesterday I had to re-organize a room and take 2 of the 4 drawer filing cabinets up to my employees work room. Had to re-organize that room as well to accomodate the filing cabinets. Took a couple of hours all together. I thought I was going to die by the time I was done. If this is how my body reacts to simple projects I am in for a world of hurt when I move to the new house in August. ::shudder::

I gave away one of the kittens 2 days ago. The black and grey boy. His new owner has named him "Maverick" or "Max" or "Julio". I guess she hasn't really decided on a name yet. Another kitten will be picked up next week when her new owners get back from vacation. That leaves me with one kitten that I plan to keep and another kitten who 'might' have a new home, just waiting to hear the final decision. Then maybe things will get a bit back to normal around here.