Could Tessie Be Right???

Say it isn't so.....I was getting very frustrated this morning. I couldn't get on the net at all. I couldn't even read my e mail. Don't you feel cut off from the world when that happens?

I looked around for something to do. I was kind of in the mood for cleaning. I was forced to clean out my tool bag yesterday. Mookie managed to knock that plus the basket that I had spare parts in, to the floor of the family room.....It wouldn't have been too bad, but it was 2 AM the night before! You don't want to hear a loud crash that time of night! I dumped everything out the morning after and put everything right. As I said, I was kind of in the mood. I looked in the workroom. It's getting kind of icky.....Not full fledged icky, so I opted out on that one.

I went back into the family room and couldn't even count how many rooms there were in the Clockwork cottage because of all of the "extras" that were piled in and around the house on it's table. That seemed like a more manageable job than the workroom. So I tackled it.

When I finished Zar seemed to think that it was cause for celebration. He is now ensconced in his workroom with food and drink working on his Steampunk Cycle. I didn't even ask what was wrong or how he got it up there. It couldn't be with Tessie's help. He is still trying to keep her from remembering that the room is even there.

I was on a roll. Next I went to work on the Mystery House. If Miss Dovestone in going to live there, there will have to be some adjustments. She is of an earlier time period than the intended tenants. I will have to use the wood stove after all and I put in the hutch. she has no ice box. She may have to go out for her meals for a while. I am also going to have to provide her with a different armoire in the bedroom. The one that is in there now is too modern. Pay no attention to the repairs going on close to the ceiling in the bedroom. I promise to finish them soon.


Now about Tessie being right.....When I finished cleaning up the other two houses, I figured that I might as well give Tessie a hand with her cottage. I heard her earlier rummaging around in there and thought that she may have taken a hint from my cleaning spree.


I quickly discovered what all of the noise had been. She has been zapping things around and rearranging everything so that she can get the chase lounge in the corner of the kitchen. Then she had to have Spike's new bed in there too. Never mind that she now has to leap over it to get to the stove.


She wouldn't give up the wicker chair and footstool. The is now upstairs. I did persuade her to part with the glass trunk and exchange it for the new one rather than cramming them both into the bedroom. She had to move the candelabra to the main floor. If she lights all of the candles on that as well as the ones on the chandelier it is going to look like high noon in there and we will be calling the fire department.


I am not giving up yet........but she may just be right about needing a larger place to live.....Maybe.


See you tomorrow.