We're Unpacked --- My Cats Aren't Missing

I survived three days of work last week, but not without my feet yelling and screaming at me, wondering why the hell they were suddenly wearing HEELS instead of flip-flops. And to add insult to injury, my office building and the parking lot are big mazes, and I still can't figure out where the hell I should park. The parking lot is jam packed by 7:45 a.m. and I'm out in No Man's Land walking a loooong way into the building. Then, I managed to select entrances on two separate occasions where I had to walk up four flights of stairs in said heels. Ugh.

Thursday could not come soon enough. Finally, after what seemed like a long week of packing, moving, leaving Boca Raton and staying in a hotel, we moved into our new place. The night before the move, my husband picked up our cats from the vet/boarders and spent an hour with them at the new house to make sure they were OK. The next morning we arrived at 8 am to wait for the movers. We called out the cats' names and they didn't respond. We checked the basement. No response. We looked in every room, in the bathtubs, underneath the stairs...basically any nook you can imagine. Still no response.

Finally, Jeff said, "Missy, they're gone! Someone must have been here last night. They took them!"

I almost fainted when he said that.

I started yelling at Jeff, "How could they be gone? And who would have come here last night? It doesn't make any sense!"

I decided to call the person we're renting the house from to see if knew anything. As I'm on the phone with him, I'm pacing back and forth in the kitchen. I turned around at one point and looked up. There, sitting on top of the kitchen cabinets, were Cookie and Doughie.

Jeff thinks they were mad at us for keeping them in a cage for a week, and probably a little freaked out about the new place.

I'm just glad they're ok. They're like my children, I swear.

We're about 98% unpacked -- my parents and sister came down to help us and WOW, we made a lot of progress. I'm not one to leave unopened boxes lying around {plus that cardboard starts to smell up the house}. We have a couple of DVD boxes and some other miscellaneous items, and that's it.

It feels good to be settled. I have a full week of work ahead of me, but I'm looking forward to getting back into a blogging routine. To say that we're experiencing culture shock would be an understatement! But it's all good, and I can't wait to tell you about it.