For the record: downstairs (where the thermo is at) was at 67 when the heat kicked on.
And Loki is sleeping in my dirty laundry, the 'kin was on my bed until I gave her a belly rub and now is wandering, and Devi is still curled up against me on the futon.
Wonder what would happen if I dropped it lower?
I'll lower the thermostat and see if both cats sleep with me.
Wonder what would happen if I dropped it lower?
I've got one plastered next to me and one curled up on my lap.
Dude, Loki and Pumpkin get too close and a washing session ends up in wrestling. And me up at 5:30.
(cue washing just turned into wrestling.)
Besides, I'm comfy.
I've got one between me and Bob on the couch, mouthing off. And the other at my feet (I'm on the chaise part of the couch...I love my couch!).
If tonight is like recent nights, the mouthy one will be upstairs with us intermittently being mouthy, and sleeping on my chest when I'm on my back, throughout the night. And the foot of the chaise cat will stay on the foot of the chaise.
Shortly I will turn the thermostat down from 67/68 to 61 or so.
Yeah. So. I finally got home about half an hour ago. THE HEAT WON'T COME ON. Seriously? But you know what? I don't give a shit. It's not that cold, I have on two layers and am under my covers and will survive the night just fine. Being cold is preferable to me right now to having to call someone. I want no human contact (present company excluded, of course). I just want rest. I'll call in the morning.
But, really? What a crappy run it's been since Christmas Eve, relative to normal for my life, anyway. So all I could muster when I got home to no heat was grab the tin full of treats, snuggle under my covers, eat, and catch up on the 'net, because that's just about all I care to do.
And in news (mostly) not about me...
I think Russell Brand is kind of sexy.
I do, too, but I'm not entirely sure why.
amyth, that's a hell of a week!
Kate - yikes, that's weird and scary. Any more insight on what it was yet?
(I like Jesse's UFO idea.)
I read that as Jesus's UFO idea.
Sorry about the crappiness, Jen! Hope things look up in the days to follow.
Thanks, and I totally know they will!
I meant to say, thanks for all the ~ma. My mom is doing OK. Seeing a specialist tomorrow, so we may know more soon. Treating it as pneumonia right now. A good outcome there is truly all I really care about; the other stuff is just ten times more annoying because of the underlying actual thing I'm really worrying about, of course.
Time for some comfort TV to put my brain to sleep.
Boo crazy weeks. just Boo!
my mood is dropping dramatically and I am only 2 days off from what has been the rough two weeks of the past few months. Tomorrow I need to call psych offices to get an appt next week. I figure if I go in when I am bad then when meds work they will be able to tell. I just hope I get out of bed before noon tomorrow. I guess I should g to bed now then, since I am tending towards 12 hours of sleep a night right now.
msbelle, you need a break and fast. I wish I were closer and more effectual than internet hand-flapping.