So it happened. Never thought it would, but it happened. The hubby has agreed to get a cat!!
Here was the conversation (via email):
me: Blah, blah, blah (it was about what to get the kids for christmas, we'd initially agreed not to go overboard on presents, but I got to internet window shopping, and you know how that goes).
OR we could get a kitten!!
the hub: I wasn't really planning not to get them anything.. just more well thought out stuff.. quality instead of quantity.
me: Kittens are high quality presents. :)
the hub: I guess we can discuss. Need to figure out the logistics first...
the hub: so you want to get a cat?
me: eyes wide open, speechless and nodding.
the hub: well, first you have to figure out who's going to take care of it cuz you know how the kids are.
me: (Instantly) I will.
the hub: okay, where are you going to put the litterbox? Our house is pretty small you know.
Five minutes of dead silence follows as Angie tries to figure out where to put the litterbox.
me: Well, I'll figure it out and let you know.
I'm up for ideas on where to put a litterbox if anyone has them. Or tips on how to keep the house clean because I'm getting rather tired of it. Every weekend is the same thing - clean clean clean. And by Monday evening it's a huge mess again. I don't know how my mother did it. Then again she didn't work and she LOVED cleaning. Me? NOT!!
I promise I'll post on something actually writing related next time. I did have a post going, but I need to think it out some more, and babbling is my specialty. Have a good weekend everyone!!