I came home from the Family Day long weekend to an utter disaster in my apartment. Despite having confirmed with the landlord that the contractors wouldn’t go in while I was away, they did anyway, and ripped out all the windows and doors. It took me twenty incredibly panic stricken minutes to find my cat as I was fearful he’d run off while the contractors were busy putting holes in every single wall I own. (He’s an indoor kitty and would have no idea what to do outside.)

Luckily, little mister Nemo has been found (although he’s none too pleased I left him for several days) and now I’ve got to go about cleaning up the insulation, chunks of concrete, and SHARDS OF GLASS THE SIZE OF MY FINGERS that the “professionals” have left behind everywhere.

Regular posting will resume on Friday! Now if you’ll excuse me, I have quite a number of angry phone calls to make.