And chilly. All the windows are still closed this morning. It is only getting up to mid 70s today, then going downhill over the weekend. That is still better than Mayberry, where snow is expected. No.Thank.You.
Our boy has decided that my desk is his current favorite snoozing place (instead of the back of the couch). Constantly!, so I put down the purr pad to encourage him to move over a bit and get outta my way. He did, but stretched out and knocked over my tray of papers. Twice. Bless his heart. No, I am not turning out the light. Move! Yes, he has his own BIG bed in the windshield—that he ignores. At least for the moment he is curled up in Missy’s skinny bed.
This last day in February will find me picking up the papers on the floor (again), and getting them sorted and put in the filing cabinet, one of my least fave chores. And washing said purr pads to get rid of some kitty fluff. Dick’s cousin and wife are coming through town tonight, and we will be having dinner with them, so that gives me a deadline. I need a deadline, so I am giving myself one…5p. Check.
Come on, Sun. It would be nice to see you today. I will have things you can dry for my babies.
Whatever you do, make today a good one. It is all we have, peaches!