I kept saying "where are my keys and phone and purse" and the boy started to say "you need to keep track of your own things mom". Where could he have heard that?
But it's so true.
And as the fabulous years approach more and more, I need to do everything I can to keep track of my own things.
This simple hook from Target does the trick. It's right at the top of the steps, and now the only thing I have to do is to remember to hang my stuff there. If I can keep at it, I want to add a little basket to hold my phone too.
I thought about making a cute little place in the kitchen or piano room to house these things, but honestly, they need to be right in front of my face to make it work.
An added perk is it makes me appreciate this picture every day. These are my three beautiful first kitties; the artwork was done by a former co-worker I knew at the time. Now that they are all gone, I really treasure this all so much more.
Here's the issue: (and a look at the final outcome)
We needed an option to keep the puppy out of the basement without limiting the kitties access to the litter pans down there. We've used a combination of baby gates (both leftover and purchased) and it's all been a pain. Plus I'm over having baby gates around the house with an 11 year old, you know?
So I thought about looking for a dutch door, or cutting our existing interior door in half. Then I would have to install a cat door in that door, and it would block sight to the basement. I really just wanted a more open look, so I kept looking.
I really didn't find any good options. My DIY brain immediately goes to "just build it" but my working more brain goes to "just buy one". But when buying one doesn't pan out, you go back to building.
I had the plan in my head of course (as I always do) and went off to buy lumber. I think that happened back in April or May. My plan was to build a frame from 2x4's, miter the corners and screw them together. I think I had the wrong screws (leftovers, no box) and they just wouldn't cooperate, and I got frustrated. The gate and I broke up, and I left it in time out in the garage for three months.
Here's comes July, and the door sat, and we still had the same dog/cat/litter pan issues. And we were falling over the baby gate most days and it would go clanking across the floor and be a pain.
So I went back to make up with the gate.
With the right screws and some good clamps, I was able to secure the four corners. The next step was the vertical slats, which I made to the same size as an opening in the basement to the litter pans: cats can go in, dog can't.
Then the test: The dog walked right through. #failnumber1
Horizontal slats came next: Hooray! The dog was contained!! She wasn't happy, but I was thrilled with myself and dancing the happy dance.
Test #2: A cat. Mardi walked right through, got the deal, and had no issues. Yay!! Cat through, dog not, happy dance around the kitchen. And if Mardi can do it, Raleigh would have no issues either.
Test #3: Chocky. OK, Chocky is a bit on the *heavy* side. Honestly, at 18 pounds, she's downright fat. I put her on the opposite side of the gate to make sure she would be able to push through (since it is the same opening size at the litter room opening, right?).
#failnumber2. And yes, I do think she was trying to melt me with her eye lasers.
But I get ahead of myself. The gate is attached to the frame with great little magnetized latches. I wanted something that would close easily and without any extra steps involved for the human members of the household.
OK...back to the Chocky test. She knew the deal: she approached, she started through, it was going well. Then the back half of fat kitty got stuck. As she pulled herself through, the awesome magnetic latches gave way and the door started opening and the more she walked the door just went with her. She started hissing....at the door, the air, at me trying to help. Hiss hiss hiss.
And she was mad. I needed to try it again so I could get a feel for how much larger the opening could be to let her pass.....#failnumber3
And there she sat. No way was she getting close to that gate.
So I have a cat that either needs to stay in the basement where the litter pans are (not acceptable to her), or a cat on the wrong side of the litter pan access (not acceptable in any way to anyone).
So at 7:30 last night I headed back to Lowe's. They didn't carry the stronger magnetized latches I saw online. They didn't know how a latch rated for 12 pounds force converted to 18 pound cat-force anyway. (Really Lowe's...your people should be better trained. I need a magnetic latch rated for 18 pounds of fat-cat force....how does that compute?)
After I talked to the Lowe's guy (he was really helpful) and showed him my pictures and explained to him the dog and the cat and fat kitty issues and latches not rated strong enough for 18 pounds of cat force, we just decided on a regular old boring latch for the top.
Four screws and a hole in the wall, and it worked.
It's taken me three years to figure out our puppy's eating preferences. I've always said she prefers cat food to the expensive dog food I've tried to give her. Well, I was wrong. I had her bowl separated from the cat bowls (to keep the peace), but finally moved her bowl beside the cat bowls. She has eaten dog food ever since. She just didn't like to eat alone. We're still in training.
The puppy screen door is working great! I'm hoping to get a video of her going in and out soon to share.
This has been the first week it's really felt like summer here....no schedule, no baseball, more pool time and playdates. Working with nerf battles going on around you is challenging, but happy.
Snakes...I hate them. Stood outside talking to a friend the other day and about 6 feet beyond the puppy (who was oblivious) was a nice little garden snake just hanging out, pretty well camouflaged. That puts my gardening fun on hold for a bit until I get over the willies.
I've decrapified my hall closet. It feels awesome.
Making bracelets with stretch cording is a fun and easy way to make some jewelry. These four little cuties are headed to my great-niece today. She loved the one that she wore in a wedding recently, so I decided to add to her collection.
Stretch bracelets are so easy and inexpensive to make: you are looking at less than $5.00 worth of beads (and I have leftovers that could easily make six more), and the stretch cord is just a few dollars.
This one is mine. These beads were less than $5. Will they last ad infinitum? Nope....but neither does my taste in jewelry!
These beads had holes in each side, and you just string them twice. I use a gossamer stretch floss (.5mm) and a collapsible needle.
Put a drop of glue on the knots to secure them...although I did wear this one a few times before I did that.
I have a small wrist, so bracelets bought off the rack just fall off. Making your own stretch bracelets gets rid of this issue! I love being able to make one that is just the right size and snug, which is the way I prefer them.
I plan to make more...it's quick and fun! And....it also detracts from the age spots on my hands! #fiftyandfabulous