Deep sleep is your birthright
Good morning, y’all. TFIF. Podrick let Shawshank sleep, but came up to check on me a few times. I didn’t roll over for him immediately. I’m trying to show him there is plenty of space close to me and he doesn’t need to plunk down on my chest. It’s hit or miss. Sometimes he’ll leave if he can’t get on my chest, but at one point this morning, he stretched out on my side.
We did little things yesterday. Not a huge amount, and we didn’t leave the area. I made us some lunch. Later, Shawshank and I went out to move things from Shady Acres, hauled them across town, and left them in the little house. He played some Roller Coaster Tycoon 3 and we made a trip out to the secondhand store. I snagged a French maid costume for $2 – dress, apron, and two sets of stockings. Since I made a lovely apron last year, I might turn the costume’s apron into a little maid-like fascinator.
We’re back to work today. My data reset, and I can log in at my normal time. I’m going to have a good night.
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