Something new for the cats...

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So, once again, we are trying to get something organized around the house. The roomie had the idea that a new cabinet to hold her vinyl to cd player so the cats can't get to it, a printer/scanner and maybe, her new drive tower (when our geek delivers it...) There is only one place in her room for it to fit and to make sure it fit we measured the area, how deep it needed to be to hold the player, etc. So, we go shopping. There is something for $60 at Salvation Army, but really its too big. Not just too tall, but right on the limit of how wide it could go. So, we continued shopping, knowing that it wasn't going to be grabbed right up. The first Goodwill we went to really had almost NO furniture at all, very strange, because it generally has a good bit. I said that there was another pair of the stores further out and we could try them. She said, go for it, so we started out. But, I forgot it was now rush hour so I stayed on the access road. As annoy as the lights are, at LEAST I'm not in the worst of the traffic (I hate traffic.) But at the next Goodwill we found what looks to be the perfect piece. (personally, I'd be measuring the record player to be sure it fits, but it should.) So, we bought it to fit in a specific place in the roomie's room. Then we, well, 2 guys at Goodwill, crammed it in my car and we head home. Then, we have to get it OUT of the car... Well, getting it out wasn't that big a deal, gravity did most of the work, but its large, HEAVY with a glass front, and just a fraction too wide to fit on our rolling cart. Dern! We struggle to get it inside the front door and then I'm pullling it and the roomie is calling encouragement. After some fighting with it, we got it into the kitchen. "Sorry I wasn't more help," she said, "but I had the cart." "Why didn't you fold it up?" I asked - just a wee bit peeved... She looked at the cart, then she looked pretty sheepish. "Cause I'm dumb," she said. "Blame it on the anesthesia..." I rolled my eyes (for all the good that did since she couldn't see me do it.) "Lets just leave it here," she said. She meant leaving it in the middle of the kitchen so she could clean out the space where it will go. "Fine," I said, "lets just get it a little more out of the way" (since it was about 2 feet from the door at that point.) We shoved it a bit further into the kitchen and went to eat our dinner that we had grabbed on the way home. Pretty soon, I hear. "Come here, turn on the light."I go into the kitchen and there the cats were all over the thing checking out the new smells. First Rygel and then Timus crawled up into it from the back. This morning Rio was inside.