Hello, it’s morning. Saturday morning, to be precise. I woke up before I should have, but not early enough to be angry about it. Podrick didn’t come up to cuddle, allowing me a bit of extra sleep. We both worked yesterday. Fridays are rough for me, I feel like no matter what I do, in…
Thank fuck it’s Friday, eh? It’s a bright morning, with clear skies and sunshine. We’re not in the smoke zones, but my phone has already warned me that it’ll be a warmer day. This is perfect sleeping weather, in my opinion. As long as I don’t wear anything to bed, I can sleep under with…
Morning. It’s not good. It’s not bad, but it’s not good. Without the high temps sapping his supply, Podrick has the energy to chase Pippin again, and it feels like he’s making up for the time off. He was fine right up until we got out of bed, so I guess I should count my…