pirate jane @piratejane@mastodon.social

Early morning Caturday. #cats #caturday

My white cat watching the kids upstairs go up and down their steps. She is calm and interested - but the other cat growls if she sees someone outside, which is a new behavior for her. She'll have to get used to living on the ground floor again. #cats

I haven't lived in an apartment complex since my 20s. We've always lived in older houses, usually late 18th or early 20th c. The last house was a Queen Anne Victorian with beautiful wood floors, tall ceilings, big windows etc. Aesthetically I loved it.

The new place is 1970s and to me it feels bland and generic in style, though maybe that's just because I grew up in 60s and 70s houses, so that's what I take as baseline normal. Apartments are stacked in rows and... it's just not what I'm used to

Moving Notes pt 2

- At first, the new place felt a little like a motel. Now it's starting to feel more like home, with stretches of motel-feeling in between

- Good water pressure in the shower 😊

- Cats settling in a bit better, though fireworks last night made them v. anxious (Me too. Some were Too Loud)

- Still much cleaning up to do at the old house

I should say, I'm not a coffee snob, or at least I don't think I am. I can't detect all the different notes aficionados can (sometimes I suspect they're just making shit up). I just like a nice dark French or Italian roast. I'll finish this faux bougie brew because my Depression-era forebears taught me to be thrifty, but I won't buy it again ☕

I bought some coffee just to try it because the packaging amused me. The style is trying to appeal to the Starbucks demographic (including a faint "Barista" in flowing text in the background) but is priced like a cheap coffee. It describes itself as dark yet mild, and medium bodied. This coffee doesn't know what it is. This is a coffee with an identity crisis.

Having brewed some, it tastes like basic cheap coffee to me, acceptable but not the dark brew I crave of a morning ☕

Pros of new place include proximity to Latin, Vietnamese, Jamaican, and Filipino cuisine. My lunch was yummy fish tacos, rice and beans from Latin Chicks (carry-out of course). I've never tried Filipino food so I'm looking forward to that.

The cats have calmed down a lot. At first they were snaking around, rubbernecking to look at stuff, growling and hissing at each other.

Now they're still cruising around looking, but they seem happier and calmer. One is currently head bumping me for pets 😊

I'm in that so stressed out I'm calm stage, but the big push is almost done (furniture and the bulk of the boxes). Then there's lots of odds and ends to bring over from the old house, and of course cleaning, but I'm not going to worry about that now.

Once the moving crew is gone we can let the cats out to explore their new home 😸

The electrics have switched off and on twice now... hope I'm not going to regret moving into Apt. 13

- So much cat fur 🤪

- My favorite scrunchy was found! 🎶 Reunited and it feels so good

Moving Day Notes

- Chucking dusty pinecones over the fence from my fire escape is cathartic

- Next time, buy more tape than we think we need

- It's not true that Command Strips™ never damage a wall when you pull them off 😮

V. low on spoons 🥄

Heat Index: 102°F (39°C)

Here's a good explanation of the chemical reaction, with experimentation on the process (for ex. does the water need to be boiling? etc)

https://bellatory.com/fashion-accessories/Science-v-Myth-Cleaning-Silver-with-Everyday-Home-Products

After the second bath, and a buff, the black spots are now diminished and merely brown. Probably one more soak would do it, but I have other things to do today.

To get the slightly concave front of the spoon in contact with the foil, I used another wadded bit of foil underneath and pressed it down (also had to weight it to keep it submerged). Look at that gross black tarnish that transferred to the foil! I'm so pleased :D