The cats keep asking me what comes next. Now what? They say.
I haven’t a fucking clue.
The cats keep asking me what comes next. Now what? They say.
I haven’t a fucking clue.
My wife said, “look at her… judging me.”
Don’t be judgmental, Robin. Be respectful.
Mondays just suck, right?
I wanted to work in the office today, but I was still feeling sick from the covid vaccine shot. I do feel a little better than yesterday, but I am still under the weather. Did I somehow catch a cold along with the booster shot? My in the office vs working at home schedule is going to be majorly screwed up for the next two months or so.
I wanted to play guitar this weekend and did not. I wanted to play guitar this morning and did not.
Tomorrow? Maybe?
Given that today is one day after having a covid vaccine booster shot and I am feeling sick and achy and awful all over, it should have been obvious that today would be the single busiest day at the grocery store that the human race has ever seen. I’m pretty sure I got the last open parking space in the entire strip mall lot. What a mess. My head is pounding now and my whole body hurts and waaaaaaah, waaaaaaah, waaaaaaah, I feel like such a great big middle aged baby.
At least the cats are being adorable.
I got both a Covid vaccine and a Flu vaccine today. I am vaccinated to the max.
I also took a picture of the clock downtown because I had to. They made me. Really.
Happy new internet connected thermostat day to those who celebrate.
It’s all shiny and new.
A cat moment from earlier this morning.
It is November 1st and I have all of the windows open. The cats are not concerned about climate change, but in the spirit of full transparency, I am a little weirded out by the temperature right now.
As a black cat, Halloween is sort of Lily’s big day. She was very fascinated by the door being open but as usual, once the strangers started showing up she was nowhere to be found. She tried her best though. Good job, cat.
Robin also tried to get into the spirit of the day. Mostly showing support for her daughter, like a good parent. She also was nowhere to be found once people started coming by. Oh well. Both of our cats are just wimps, I guess.
The good news from the Trick or Treat experience is that we gave out a shit load of candy. The bad news is that we did not give it all out. I have a few leftover bags. In the pre-gastric bypass surgery world I would have started eating the leftovers by now. Today? Post-surgery? I can’t eat sugar anymore so… I don’t know what’s going to happen to the leftovers. We’ll see the kids in a couple of weeks. Maybe they’ll take it.
Hope your Halloween was a good one. Happy Halloween, everyone.
The Trick or Treat window in our town opened three minutes ago.
We are ready.
Bring it on.