All days are weekends for cats. . . Leo will love you if you get up to feed him and then go back to bed. Eating and then more sleeping are exactly the feline lifestyle.
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Natter 66: Get Your Kicks.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
In completely shallow news, have we discussed Jon Stewart's new facial hair?
Only that the fluff thing was disturbing.
All days are weekends for cats. . . Leo will love you if you get up to feed him and then go back to bed.
Heh. Sure, he loves me to get up at 4am, follow him downstairs, rub his belly, and then feed him. And then around 5am he'll come wake me up and demand that I do it again. By then I can't go back to sleep. Guess what happens at 6am, if I'm not out of bed? Close the bedroom door, you say? Sure, and then he yowls and scratches at the door until I go MAD and give him what he wants. I could shut him in the bathroom or the office downstairs, but then I have to either put Percy in the room with him (a fight will ensue when one of them gets bored) or leave Percy outside (freaking out will ensue when they can't get to each other).
Really, I need to get up around 5 anyway. It's just that, on the weekends, I don't WANT to. Are my cats spoiled? God, yes. I have only myself to blame.
Woke up at 5, airport, went back to sleep at 8:30 and just got up. And it was fabulous, except the in-London-touring-with-an-indie-band dream I was having at 5 am changed to in-London-having-affair-with-someone-who-turns-out-to-be-serial-killer-and-flee-to-France-with-my-cat-and-an-organizer dream when I went back to bed.
WTF, brain? Oh, well, I guess I still got to spend some time in London. Free!!
I am going to start cleaning my messy, cluttered, toy-strewn house. I am kind of excited, because I can take all the toys off the coffee table, dining room table and living room floor, and they won't be back the next day.
I enjoyed having M here, but I AM happy about the easier cleaning. The amount of dishes, laundry and clutter one kids produces seems statistically impossible.
Thank you, all!
Action has been sprung into! Laundry is done, dishwasher is done (of course it's about to be full again), groceries are bought, pesto is made, beets are boiling for borscht.
I've made two trips to CVS (one for boxes, one for more tape) and packed three boxes. I've lost count of how many boxes I have. I'm going to have to count them when I inventory them, though, which I should have been doing from the beginning, but I didn't.
Yeah, I never did that when I moved, which was probably a mistake.
Me neither.