Good morning, party people. Happy Saturday. The crime shows are on and the coffee covfefe is hot. Shawshank assures me it’s warm outside. Warm is relative. It’s not so cold that I’m fretting about stray cats, so there’s that.
I woke up once or twice before the alarm would have gone off, not quite awake but not quite asleep. Shortly after I resigned to my fate of being awake-awake, Pippin jumped on the bed and curled up against my stomach. Chaucer came up a little while later and snuggled into the spot behind my knees. We all cuddled like that for a while before Shawshank woke up.
I packed the box of Mom‘s presents yesterday, with Pippin’s assistance. I need a bit more packing to wrap the fragile stuff before we can mail it next week. The cat also helped wrap the one gift for Shawshank that’s been delivered. I also played some Subnautica. Most of the time, I just explore. However, this time around, I made an effort to visit a new area. After about an hour of timid exploration, by the time I finally decided to get serious about it, Shawshank came home. I paused things while we went out for dinner.
Today, we’re going out. We don’t need to buy too much, just some basics and the shower hose. We’re hoping to hit the bakery early enough to get some pizza for tonight’s dinner. If I’m lucky, Shawshank will let me run around the secondhand store again.
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