Out of the Pool

I woke up yesterday to a few very wet cats. At first I thought I left the lid up on the toilet. If it is not closed, they will play in it. Once in a while, I will put some water in the bathtub and let them splash around. They are not your typical felines.
I'm not really the most awake person in the morning hours. I laid there trying to figure out where the splish splish sound was coming from. Finally Napoleon came sliding out of the bathroom and I had my answer. The toilet was leaking. There was about an inch of water on the floor. I mopped it up, put on coffee, got dressed and wrote out the details for the super. As I left, I explained to the gremlins that the wading pool may be going at some point in the day and strangers would be coming into their sanctuary. I'm not sure if they understood.They gave me the same look when their dish is empty. The joy of living on the top floors is they will always fix leaky stuff before it travels down to other units.
Off to work I go with worries about who would be in my home and if I should make floaties for the gremlins.

Work is a weird state right now. We are in limbo waiting for the routes to come in and be mapped before the start of the school year. It is getting freaky close to the deadline. They hadn't arrived today so I was making all sorts of little projects for myself to keep busy.

Someone had made a drop off box for the driver's to put their paperwork in. I can't have it just plain. That would be boring. So I had a bit of fun with it:

I was very well behaved. There were no obscenities anywhere on the box!

When I arrived home, I was greeted by two dry cats and no wading pool. All in all, was a good day. I wonder what is on tap for tomorrow?