Life in General

Good morning, world. I’m up. I’m assuming Shawshank is up, because he’s not home. Chaucer is staring at me because I’m snuggled under the blanket, leaving nothing for him. Tough shit, kitty boy. I’m cold this morning. It’s snowing. On Tuesday, Shawshank let me know his schedule changed because of Wednesday’s snow forecast. His boss…

Hello, world. It’s snowing. Winter wonderland snow, pretty Hallmark snow. They’re saying it’s supposed to snow for the rest of the day and overnight. I can hardly wait. I played :jd: yesterday. In fact, I did nothing but play :jd:. I sewed for a little while, but eventually decided to fire up the game. Lately,…

I’m tired of excitement.