might I suggest a beanie?

might I suggest a beanie?

Good morning, world. Happy Tuesday. Not Monday, for sure, but still rather “meh”. I’ve been up for a bit. It was one of those nights. I got cocky about the melatonin. I slept too greedily and too deep, and now I’m paying the price.

While it’s still dark and chilly out there, I don’t think the area saw any snow overnight. The shit Shawshank shoveled is still shoveled. He tells me we can possibly see temps go above freezing here today. If that’s the case, then I’m going to try to bundle up and go outside. Even if it’s just a couple of songs, any amount of spin time is good with me.

After the coffee had been consumed yesterday, I announced I wasn’t getting dressed. I apologized for being a champion scrub, but I didn’t want to move. The world is lucky I even wore my mutandes. We watched some YouTube, which inspired me to pull out a pencil and try to sketch up a diorama I’d like to make. I made a sketch of the outer case of the project, barely more than some lines, before I gave up. I need to find centerpieces of the diorama first. The display case, while it could be impressive if I actually do this, is not the main focal point.

I stayed in my rammy-jammies for much of the day, until a button popped off. Moving on to the next round of the grodeo rodeo, I switched into the Teletubby onesie.

Shawshank was out back, having an after-dinner smoke, when he called me from the doorway. “Can you bring a bowl and a scoop of cat food?” he asked. A little black cat was hanging out by our patio, meowing in the cold. It was too dark to tell for certain, but I think it might’ve been the same little tom I had been petting outside Shady Acres on Sunday afternoon. We made an improvised shelter from a box.

Shawshank shoveled a little patch beside the steps and put the box outside. He thinks the little cat was sleeping in there when he went out before bed, which made us both happy. Both the shelter and the dish were empty this morning. We’ve mentally added a plastic bin to the weekend’s shopping list; the cardboard box won’t make it through the winter.

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