The Cupcake

I think she looks like a cupcake when she is swirled up in her kitty tree. Well, it’s more like a kitty shrub, only about three feet high.

She’s taken to climbing up to the tops of the kitchen cabinets now. She loves her heights. I’ve been woefully neglectful of her lately, though. With the onset of spring, I am gearing up to gut a section of my old 1855 house– the kitchen! It’s a formidable project, to be sure. Everything must be replaced from scratch. I figure I will hire a plumber to come in and do the plumbing, but we are doing everything else. It’s going to be a crazy busy summer. I have a nephew graduating this year, so we’re expecting graduation announcements in a few months; however, he lives three hours away so I don’t foresee a long trip in the future, not with me working full-time and this renovation scheduled. I’m crunched for time, as I need to have the kitchen finished before school begins in September. So I’m on a schedule. I’m a little apprehensive– time and money are what is needed. That, and I have to study up on electrical wiring! But I will be SO SO happy to have this kitchen *finally* finished. I’ve been waiting over 10 years for this!