chasing cats and ducking birds.

So, I have pretty much spent the last week recooperating kid free. Now time to do some work...aka...cleaning. Yesterday we got the car all legal like and so that is one less thing to worry about. Jeff decided that we should have a yardsale so that we could get the money to get his license back. That entails us driving to Richmond to the vital records office and getting his birth certificate. Can't send off in the mail for it...long story. But he also has to pay $85 to get his license reinstated. Sucks shit. So now I'm pretty much going through shit to find for the sale. Mom brought some of her stuff over. That was funny. Yesterday apparently the phone was off the hook in our room pretty much all morning and I had no idea. Jeff comes in around 1 and tells me the phone is busy...why? We find it off the hook and yea lmao. Had no clue. Nobody usually calls me except Kelley and she doesn't have break until 2 but if she hadn't called i still wouldn't have realized it. Anyways, apparently my mom had been trying to call too. We go get the new title and whatnot to legalize the car and jeff decides to have a yardsale. we get home and he calls my mom to tell her in case she wants to bring some stuff over to sell. turns out she had been trying to call me all day about having one. freaky. so yeah. sale saturday. i don't expect to get rich though because we don't have anything to sell. last week was our bulk trash pickup and we through everything out figuring hell with it we just won't have one and we wanted the place clean and clutter free before our easter supper. now i regret that. hopefully i'll find something.
OMG!! so this morning i'm cleaning and as i'm walking out of the living room smokey the cat comes trotting past me. i noticed that he had something in his mouth. my first thought was because of how big it was he has done caught a rat. i turned around and saw he had a freaking bird! i was started yelling "smokey get that dead bird out of here now!!!" like he would understand. i'm freaking...he's positioned in a crouch like he'll attack me if i try to take it....like i would. GROSS!! i stomped my foot hoping he would run back out the door with it. he took off in that direction but instead went under the kitchen table. i run around looking for the broom so i can shoo him out at a safe distance lol...but then i hear something. i couldn't see him that well behind this chair that had a jacket on it. it's the sound of WINGS!! omg...the damn thing isn't dead!! now i'm screaming at him and he apparently lets it go and it flys into the kitchen up on top of the cabinets. i ran screaming for the front door. then everything is silent so i creep around the corner so i could see the back door and i see smokey outside on the porch so i assume that he chased it out...not! as i'm creeping towards the door the thing suddenly flys out of the kitchen and out the door. i thought i was gonna faint. i called jeff telling him he had a dead cat. ugh! smokey spent the next half hour wandering around inside meowing and looking for it before he gave up. then he went back outside and i seen him creeping through the grass towards a small flock of them and i slammed the door shut lol. luckily he wasn't lucky again. now he's on the couch napping. he's had a long disappointing day. well i think i'm gonna join him in a nap. ciao.