Good morning, Monday. I’m up, and have been since around 5am. I stalked TikTok, as usual. Chaucer slept on my thighs, and Pippin stuck around my feet.
It’s cold.
We’re not going out today. That sort of shit is for days like yesterday.
Yesterday was an excellently lazy day. Shawshank put on Youtube videos for most of the morning. After lunch, he found some nature shows to stream, and we settled in with the cats for a nap on the couch. I never did get around to taking the polish off my nails before we went to Shady Acres.
After we returned from Sunday dinner, Shawshank flipped through streaming services until he found something for us to watch. Eventually, he said “here’s some ear worms for you, don’t look at the screen, figure it out”. I knew it was “Chicago” before the first notes stopped. I listen to the soundtrack all the time, but haven’t seen the movie in years, so it was a treat.
Shawshank has today off, and today will be Brunch Day. I’ll strip my nails and be human and we’ll see what happens for the rest of the day.
