I had a good day. Nothing’s perfect, but I don’t really care, I’m working again and Mike took me out for roast lamb AND IT WAS GOOD.
Want to see the raccoon who infested our basement while I slept like the proverbial infant and Jeff and the cats watched from the top of the stairs? Yes that animal figured out how to push the cat food box down the stairs so it would barf out its contents, which it wastes no time in eating.
PLEASE do not expect me to write until the end of the week (I’m off on the 11th). If I do we’ll all be happy, but I cannot brain right now.
