Good morning, motherfuckers. Friday’s here. I have a coffee, the sun is shining, I rescued a honeybee, and according to the litterbox, Mal expelled a demon this morning.
Mom put a load of clothes in the washer already.
Happily, all the up north people survived the floods over the last couple of days. Yay. My sister had lost power with whatever big storm went north last week, but got lucky this time around.
I was able to get outside for a little while yesterday. I spun for a bit. Unfortunately, the spinning – and later my painting – was cut short by an ant attack.
Fucking ants
I’m not sure what the plan is for today. I’ll definitely be able to spin for a while, it’s supposed to be gorgeous all day. I’ll stick to the front yards, and its cement walkway.
