Morning, y’all. We both woke up to Chaucer shouting from the living room. He eventually came up to the bed and snuggled me for a whole 10 minutes. At that point, Pippin came over and decided she wanted that particular “nest” and Chaucer moved. TinyTown is gray and overcast again. Pippin is in the doorway, Chaucer wants to be cuddled, coffee is doing its thing. Maybe the weather will clear up later.
I neglected to work on more locs yesterday. Instead, once Shawshank left for work, I fired up Just Dance and played for a bit. I’m still terrible with the scoring on “Murder on the Dance Floor“, but I beat high scores on a couple of other songs.
After dancing my little brain out, I edited some pics I’d taken this week. They’re uploaded on the spank bank, but I haven’t actually scheduled any posts yet. Last week’s stuff is blowing up, and I want to keep the momentum going.
Today is Date Night. Shawshank is working the mid-shift, then we’re going out for dinner. I’m going to assume a human form, play my game, and do some things. We’re going out for a drive tomorrow, and I’ve been told I can go into the secondhand shop. Next week starts a fun week of prepping for the yard sale.
