Housekeeping

Bee is going to sign the lease for the new apartment today. I'm so excited. A move means new surroundings, new neighbors (thank goodness, because if we had another spotting of that horrible Next Door Neighbor, or his horrible ex-girlfriend, we would have lost it).

Most of all, it means new furniture!

I'm fo' sho' getting a new doggie bed. Be just bought herself a new bed from Pottery Barn, so I should at least be able to get a new cushion from Target. I'm thinking black this time, so it doesn't show all of my hair.

I also think there should be some new throw pillows in the living room so I'll have a nice soft spot to snuggle in while the girls are at work. I'd appreciate a dog mat for my food and water bowls, too. So I don't drop crumbs everywhere on our new hardwood floors.

This means shopping.

Recession? What recession?