So after yesterday's crash—what was it, 2000 when I went to bed…?!—I slept through the alarm that didn't ring (for whatever reason it had gotten turned off, I swear it wasn't me!) and didn't get out of bed until 0730. Wow.
I did get out of bed with no voice today, and by the time I went to work, it had started to disappear again. Now, it hurts to say anything. Lovely.
I'm listening to the cat—my baby!—outside the door, wanting to get into my room and cuddle. I would be soooo happy to let him in, if he would only cuddle. Instead, he snuggles for while, and then buggers off to presumably poop all over my rug, the other bed, laundry, curtains…accompanied by urine. I will have to get rid of my rug—which will actually make upkeep tider—and make sure I get on my laundry. Which is so not stacked up weeks-worth.
At all.
Hee.
What's not waiting to be done in your house…?
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