Happy February 1st!

I think I'm supposed to say, at the beginning of every month, "Rabbit, rabbit" for good luck. I'd never heard of this, but it's something a blogger I follow has mentioned before ("Older but better...?")

 

I love this pic of Derry, below, from last Friday. He was bird-watching (juncos in the tree behind the fence), and turned his head to look at me. 

 

That afghan still is in progress, but I tend to leave it out for him now, making sure I tuck the needles into the ball of wool and the ball down behind one of the accent pillows on the couch, so he can't get at any of it. He's a good boy, though, he doesn't bother with my knitting.

There's nothing further on the roof. It's been bitterly cold the past several days (windchills down around minus 26C/minus 15F), so nothing further can be done at this time. Once the weather has warmed up I'll get in touch with the property manager again and find out the timeline for doing whatever it is they're going to do along the exposed western edge.

 

So both Derry and I hunkered down inside this weekend, though I had to brave the cold for the usual Saturday morning pharmacy and grocery store errands. My brief outing for the week! I actually spoke with humans face-to-face -- well, mask-to-mask and socially distanced, of course. I've been alone so much now through this winter, really only getting out once a week (we're still under lockdown/stay-at-home orders) that every time I go out into public I wonder if I'll be able to interact with humans in a reasonably "normal" fashion. (I'm actually not joking.)

 

Anyway, Sunday morning I decided that now was the time to move my own bed out of what was the master bedroom and switch bedrooms permanently. You can see in the second pic, above, that Derry came in to help for a bit, then wisely beat a hasty retreat to the living room.

Also wisely, I took two Tylenol before I started (and one during, as it took me a few hours to get everything set to rights in both rooms). Moving the bed frames, particularly the guest bed frame which is just a platform, no headboard, was simple. Moving the mattresses was another matter, and was the hardest part of the endeavour.

Of course the master bed, even though it's only a double, dominates the tiny room, but all I do there is sleep, so it really doesn't matter. The room doesn't have a closet, so the now-guest room is also my "dressing room."  :-)

I have a small floral canvas on the way from Wayfair, and when it comes I'll move all the canvases around, but I admit to liking my floral, girly space. Flowers make me feel happy, even when they're just on the wall. 🌷

I'm actually not as sore as I anticipated I be, after the exertions, though my back definitely is stiff. I felt rather empowered for having done it all by myself, truth be told!

After that wildly exciting weekend, it's back to work today. As you can see, above, the boss is being a hard taskmaster!

 

I hope everyone is doing well, staying healthy (mentally and physically) and staying safe, being smart through this crazy time.

 

Take care and peace to all.