All work and no play

You would be surprised with the amount of cat hair that can accumulate in just a few days. I mean really, I JUST vacuumed the carpets the other day and they were already filthy. And it didn't help that I once again had to clean up dog pee. I'm not sure if I'll be keeping one of these black area rugs when I move back, depends on if I can be cleaned. . . 

Speaking of moving back, I got news saying that the repair company will NOT need a permit for the things they need to replace, and now all that is left for them is to get the OK from the insurance companies. Soon, maybe in a month or so, they'll be able to start putting things back, and who knows, maybe I'll be able to live in there soon! 

Every time I walk by my apartment, I get this odd feeling in my stomach like I know I live there, and that I belong there, but I can't be there. It's hard to describe. I don't know how things will be when I'll be able to live there again, and I don't know if that's a good thing or not. 

My editor and I are attempting to go as members of the Legion from Fallout New Vegas. The only problem is that I get to try and throw these outfits together first thing tomorrow. Maybe I'll stay up and work on them. . . Who knows. Hopefully it won't look like crap. 

Well, that's it for now, I still haven't accomplished what I intended to a week ago, and it's starting to really bother me.