Yesterday, it was suddenly 1:30am and I remembered that I hadn't written a blog post. As much as I like to be a completionist (huh, turns out that's a gaming term, but I'm stealing it for the Holidailies challenge), I started a day late and wrote two entries on Dec. 2nd. So there's precedent!
(I'm going to get all my law jokes in during the next month while they still have a bit of meaning.)
Anyhow, E and L came over to play with kittens. Steve MeowQueen decided he was going to be shy, Gianni Purrsace was like an obsessed boyfriend and snuggled hard, Giorgio Furmani was somewhere between the two, and Kittyenne Westwood spent most of the time dragging the wand toy around the room.
Then I somehow spent multiple hours watching videos of a wedding planner reacting to Reddit posts about weddings. Will I ever need to plan a wedding? No. Will I even ever go to another wedding? Again, no. I have done my duty. On the way home from my sister's wedding, I even sang a song about how I was done with weddings for good. I am absolutely committed to never going to another wedding. So why did I blow off everything I was supposed to be doing for the rest of the day?
I blame the lack of light. I think we should develop stasis pods so I can climb in with all my animals and wake up when it's spring.
Or maybe the next century.
Kitten Watch 2024
Kittyenne Westwood is messing with me. At least she's cute!
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| The problem child, complete with non-ringworm bald spot on her ear |
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