Packing the utility room is much harder than packing the kitchen. Lots more stuff ended up in the trash. Lots of stuff couldn't effectively be boxed and needed to find space in the cabinets lining the garage wall (which used to live in the utility room, but were moved out some months ago in anticipation of the renovation). I didn't finish, but I think there's little enough left that it can be done next weekend when I'm back from Denver, before the construction start date of the 10th. Which doesn't mean a crew will actually show up on the 10th, but I'm determined to have the place ready to go in case.
Still have to decide what to do with the 3 or 4 boxes/bags of books that were intended to be sold, but I never got around to deciding if I would try Amazon listings or something else. The closest used bookstore gives such unfavorable trade-ins I won't use them, and one further away concentrates heavily on romance (which might be half of what I want to get rid of) but is very careful of what she takes, and so will probably reject 1/4 to 1/3 of any lot I take to her. Will probably either pile them in a corner (but I'm running out of corners) or donate the lot, minus a few collectible types, to the library sale or something.
The cats have been finding the kitchen packing somewhat disturbing--their environment is changing and that's upsetting. (Suitcase packing, of course, is much more disturbing.) There are new opportunities, however. Agatha has identified the emptied kitchen cabinet that is lacking a magnetic latch and will go up to it a couple of times a day, reach out with one paw, and flip the door open. She then goes at least halfway inside to check it out before walking away. Fish will then go explore more thoroughly. I haven't seen Fish open the cabinet for himself, though.
Still have to decide what to do with the 3 or 4 boxes/bags of books that were intended to be sold, but I never got around to deciding if I would try Amazon listings or something else. The closest used bookstore gives such unfavorable trade-ins I won't use them, and one further away concentrates heavily on romance (which might be half of what I want to get rid of) but is very careful of what she takes, and so will probably reject 1/4 to 1/3 of any lot I take to her. Will probably either pile them in a corner (but I'm running out of corners) or donate the lot, minus a few collectible types, to the library sale or something.
The cats have been finding the kitchen packing somewhat disturbing--their environment is changing and that's upsetting. (Suitcase packing, of course, is much more disturbing.) There are new opportunities, however. Agatha has identified the emptied kitchen cabinet that is lacking a magnetic latch and will go up to it a couple of times a day, reach out with one paw, and flip the door open. She then goes at least halfway inside to check it out before walking away. Fish will then go explore more thoroughly. I haven't seen Fish open the cabinet for himself, though.
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In our last home, there was a coat closet next to the front door. Several mornings in a row, I would get up and go out into the living room to find the coat closet door ajar. It was kind of creepy, as I never left it open myself.
The puzzle was solved one night when I was sitting in the living room at my computer (with my back to the coat closet), and I heard this scritching noise. I turned around. Linnet (my orange cat) had a claw hooked underneath the door and was tugging on it. A couple of minutes later he had it open, and went inside. Morgan (my white cat) followed him in, there were sounds of an altercation, then both cats left with the classic "me, doing something? you're kidding" look on their furry little faces. The door remained open.
I never did figure out what the attraction in the coat closet was, or why the altercation was necessary (g).