There’s nothing else of value in this post. Dayle and I built this cat house, that is 80″ tall. We had to stand on shelves and step stools to secure the last pieces.
The sad thing is, I’m not sure who is more excited about this thing: me or the cats.
Yesterday I took a number of steps to complete my move to California including (somehow) passing a driver’s license test, getting a smog test for my car, getting a new registration and license plates for my car, and registering to vote in California.
For as much flack as the DMV can get, the process was rather efficient considering all that could have gone wrong. Sure, it helped that I made an appointment, thus moving up in the priority queue, but the fact remains that everything but the smog test took place in one building. And even then, once completed, the DMV is automatically notified of a passing grade for my car once the smog test is complete.