Decision for today: I’ll be rowing a single tonight. Do I row Rudder’s shiny new boat, or take out the (somewhat scuffed but still very good quality) club boat that fits me much better? (For any rowers reading, his is an Empacher; the club boat is a Sykes, if that makes any difference.)
Plans for the weekend: Rowing Saturday, otherwise house cleaning. It’s clean, actually, thanks to the people who come every week to take care of that (grr*) but could stand substantial neatening. We have people coming to meet the cat possibly on Monday (yay!), possible future renters coming to look at the flat Tuesday, and Rudder’s parents arriving Friday. We just need to declutter surfaces and change the sheets, mostly.
(*The grr is because the main cleaning person is afraid of cats and so we have to shut our cat up in one bedroom every Monday for her. You would think that a cleaning agency would simply match a flat with a cat with a cleaner who doesn’t mind them, but apparently that’s not how things are done. The idea is that she comes early, right around 8, and then opens the door to let him out as she leaves, but last week she neglected to open it for at least the third time. I don’t think he’d particularly mind staying in one room all day except that his food dish and litter box aren’t in there. When this has happened, he’s usually made a beeline for one or the other as soon as we got home and let him out, then spent the rest of the evening justifiably complaining. Also, this week we happened to have shut him in our bedroom, which has a waterbed. Lucky he didn’t get frustrated and kill it. (It’s covered with a mattress pad and comforter for protection and even an extra blanket folded in the spot he likes to sleep in, but if he really wanted to he could do damage.)
In case you missed the implications a few paragraphs back, we have people coming to meet the cat. If they like him, he has a new home. Yay! Funny thing is, it’s the boyfriend of one of the people I knit with who has been trying to persuade her to get a cat for their apartment – she’s had some reservations. I think she had a bad experience with a kitten, though, so now this cat is older and calmer, he should work out well. I just know if they take the cat, he will promptly fall in with and adopt her as his new person. We’ll let them know he’s timid, and we’ve told them his age, but I don’t think we’ll mention that particular hunch.