Me am so clevar

Clearly, I have lost the plot - having booked an appointment to get my verruca seen to, I then mixed up the date and booked the wrong day off! Fortunately, my boss is understanding, and he let me switch days around, so I'm in the office today, and off tomorrow.

We had 'engineers' in from the company sent our by our insurance people yesterday to lift our laminate flooring and install drying/dehumidyfing equpiment. We now have an industrial dehumidfier and cold air fan in our kitchen and living room, respectively. Once the engineers had lifted the floor, we got a look at how bad the damage was, and it's worse that I thought it would be. Obviously, the concrete isn't a nice, uniform shade of grey, but you can clearly see patches where the water has soaked in more than others, and it's still quite damp - the corner Annie's litter tray is usually in, for example. I made a crack about that not being entirley due to the water, but no-one laughed, the humourless b**tards.

Speaking of Annie, her reaction hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. Given that she's a pretty highly strung cat at the best of times, she hasn't spent as much time cowering as I thought she would. Once the engineers left, she waited until I came downstairs with her before she went exploring, and after a few minutes of nosing around, she seemed relatively comfortable with the situation. She's obviously not keen on the noise from the equipment, or the draft from the fan, but I think she'll be okay. I hope so, because the last thing we need just now is her going schitzo because of the stress of having the house torn up around her. I think some extra doses of attention and lashings of tuna might smooth things over though :)