Today my couch reappeared.
But is my life going to settle down now? Of course not. It seems that Miss Creative is getting on an airplane tomorrow. And taking me with her. Whether I want to go or not, I might add. AND WE'RE FLYING BACK TO WHERE WE STARTED FROM. Did you ever hear of such ridiculous shenanigans? Why can't dear Miss Creative just make up her mind?
And all that talk about a house for me? Talk---just talk. Is it any wonder that my feathers are so ruffled?