I have a hundred things that I need to do today but what am I actually doing?
Taking pictures of the cat taking a snooze, and then posting them on the internets.
Yeah. Priorities. I mean, the world is pretty much coming to an end so why not indulge myself?
Don’t they look like they are holding hands? Well, holding paws? Pardon the unmade bed, this was first thing this morning.
Yesterday the temperature outside hit 80 degrees. Right now it is 63. It is November 7th. It should not be this warm.
I am taking advantage by opening some windows and letting the cats go wild. It’s too warm for this time of year though. It’s getting to the point where it’s alarming.
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.
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.
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.
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