catting out

In college I worked as a receptionist for a moving company and learned the term “catting out” to describe that moment when your “stuff” is gone and you are left untethered, and just a little bit crazy. I am not there yet (it’s only day four), but this video of 100 cats being let loose in an IKEA does make me laugh a little. We have spent so much time in our IKEA that we now know every shortcut (though Steve sees a freight tunnel he wants to try), and we might even be a little bit tired of the $3.99 Swedish meatball lunch.

I know, this isn’t much of an offering today, but it was Back to School night last night, plus the premier of Survivor Nicaragua and the finale of Top Chef…I was up late, and cats are all I can muster. More coffee, please.

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