Happy Birthday, Raq!
And my cats, who seemed particularly frantic this morning....
I spent my shaving-and-dressing time this morning surrounded by cats. On the bright side, I think it means that Teddy is accepting Max and Marie, and more important, vice versa.
Happy Birthday, Raq!
I get up at 5:30 am, most days, pretty much by choice.
I've been coming to work 3 hours earlier than usual while I'm in hearings. Today I had to do that except now I don't have any more work to do and I ran out of internet already. It's only 9:10.
And my desk organizer still hasn't arrived.
bon! I wish I had stuff I could give you to do.
I've been waking up at quarter to six pretty regularly. But then, I go back to sleep.
I must've been coughing in my sleep, because I woke up with all sorts of pulled muscles. Uhg. Must mug a drugstore on the way home. I'm definitely not going to North Carolina this weekend.
Also? If the bank thinks I've got $7.27 more than my register thinks, and it's been that way for a year, I should just accept the extra $7.27 and stop trying to find my error, huh?
My stuffed up nose is only letting me smell the wrongest things. Right now, I can only smell hot electronics ( a new computer is running near me.)
I have discovered that when I go back to sleep I get more groggy.
I tend not to, but I'm the type who needs to wake up slowly. Otherwise...well, I'm grouchy anyway, but I'm less functional (which pretty much leaves me with the thought processes of slime mold) and grouchy.