The tea is hot, the sun is up, and the local news is boring as usual. What’s all that mean? Hello friends, welcome to another Sunday. The handyman and whatnot that we expected yesterday never showed up. That is, unless the term “whatnot” can be applied to the buyer and her boyfriend showing up with…
Good morning, my lovelies. It’s another gorgeous day, if you can handle the chilly temps. Regardless the weather, I hope your Saturday is treating you well. I mean, unless you’re into bad days. Like, into them. No judgement. I’ve been up for a while. I had a decent sleep, and assumed my human form fairly…
Friday: sunny, chilly. I actually spent a solid minute last night where I had to mentally convince myself it was Thursday, because my internal clock is completely borked since leaving work. Helpfully, Shawshank’s morning post comfirmed today is Friyay. He also pondered whether or not Friday is really the start of the weekend if one…