Since I hung up the phone after talkin to yank this morning I might've changed my mind. Hell, I am fine with spendin time in the middle of the woods. Even with the lake option. It's all a matter of perspective. In the last hour and a half the combination mum-sis-kitten has caused more havoc than my apartment has seen in years. And Ive got scratch marks all over my both hand and am still bleeding a bit on my right foot since the other two are too scared to correct that little bastard when the cats are hissing.
My cat is mean, no doubt about that. But he's straight forward with it, he doesnt fuss about and is quite clear with what he wants. I dig that, no problem. And he doesnt try and play on being cute...
This little furball has so far also been fiddling with the cables behind the telly, changed the screen settings on my laptop and - oh yeah, almost forgot.. - peed in my bed. The bed that I no longer sleeps in caused my family is camped out here, the very bed that all pets are fobidden to be in. But my sister had sneaked him up while I was in the shower and mum was partner in crime. Sigh. Now Im on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
Thats when my mum starts with the sad voice and cocker spaniel eyes sayin it might be better for me if they went back to their apartment 'it might not be so bad there, not if he's sober... then he usually isnt too mean'... No, of course they'll stay at my place.

But I am blissfully happy about going shoppin inna few hours with my friends, otherwise Id go bonkers inna heartbeat...