I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby.

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 early on. The handymen will be in to handle some stuff at around 10:30am. Our agent texted to let me know she’s having phone issues and might be unreachable for some time. She’ll check in later, but will forward me contact info for the buyer’s agent in case I need anything.

But, nothing happening here. I’m expecting the delivery of a set of cat dishes this morning, how exciting. A second cat crate will come tomorrow. I’m hoping that early next week, I’ll have a countdown to start.

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