This is what I get for abandoning the cats all weekend to work on new house stuff.

It was cute when he was a 3 pound kitten.

It was cute when he was a 3 pound kitten.

Apollo has learned that I don’t like him to lay on my stomach anymore, so he’s resorted to cramming himself on my chest whenever I’m in a prone position.

If your face isnt full of fur, youre not close enough to the cat.

"If your face isn't full of fur, you're not close enough to the cat."

Yes, I have mentioned to Apollo that I am technically allergic to cats, but that didn’t seem to phase him.

On Sunday while we were working a long day at the new house my father-in-law kindly went to the old house to let the dogs out. He’s a huge dog person who gets a disgusted look on his face when you talk about cats (my sister gets the same look when you talk about dogs, incidentally), so when he returned to the new house it was pretty entertaining to hear his reaction.

FIL: The dogs were very happy to see me, but your CAT attacked me!
Me (incredulous): Attacked you? Like with his claws?
FIL: He rubbed himself on every part of me! I felt violated!

The new house is coming along nicely, if slowly. I would share some photos, but it seems like every time I take photos the house looks in a more advanced state of disrepair. It’s like reverse home improvement. Aside from the mantel project I already mentioned, all we’re doing is painting every room and replacing the flooring and baseboard. We’re at the stage now where we’re ripping the flooring out and the rooms are at various different stages in the painting process, so it’s quite the eyesore!