Good morning, folks. You just know the day is starting off on all the wrong vibes when I was up two hours early again and the first person I see in my favorite Discord server is my least favorite person. On the plus side, I got kitty snuggles.
Chaucer is glaring at us from the floor. He’s upset because I smell like another cat. I enjoyed a rare, proper wake and bake on the steps after Shawshank put out a dish of water for Backdoor Cat. The cat showed his appreciation with a lot of rubbing against my legs.
We had a busy afternoon yesterday. We left a little later than usual, and it was after lunchtime by the time we arrived in Slightly BiggerTown. Our first stop was to the antique store for the last of Mom‘s Christmas gifts. Not wanting to shop on empty stomachs, we made our next stop the only fast food place within an hour. I tried something different, and regretted it. From there, we went off to grab the other necessities. First, we bought groceries. We didn’t have a lot of stuff on the list this week, mostly “accessory foods” to put with the proteins. Our next stop was to buy a plastic bin, and then finally a stop at the pharmacy so I could buy hair doodads. Thankfully, everything is in one plaza. We park, shop, put shit in the truck, and then go on to the next place.
Our last stop was the dispo, and then we headed back to the Flat. We made good time overall. It was still early afternoon when we arrived back home. We both put on cozy jammies and Shawshank made good on his promise to find a nature show that I could nap to. Chaucer climbed onto me, licked my face, and settled in to sleep as well. Pippin slept on Shawshank‘s legs. Shawshank said he slept for a little bit. I slept for about two hours, waking up when he started to prep dinner.
It’s going to be a lazyish day here, I think. Shawshank started the laundry. We’ll do whatever. Later this afternoon, we’ll head out to Shady Acres for dinner. I plan to bleach my hair, the only question being whether I do it before or after we go to his parents’ house.
