I woke up at 6 this morning, but laid in bed for a while afraid to wake the birds.
I opened the curtains for them slightly before 8. Here is a glimpse of them in the pink nightlight. Good morning, Birds
I fed the cats, the birds, made coffee, put in laundry and hung wash before making a giant hot pocket for breakfast.
Ham, spinach, scrambled egg, homemade mozzarella.
I cut some cantaloupe. The teenager had a mango.
Then I did dishes. A second load of wash. Vacuumed the kitchen, living room and half the dining room. And the furniture.
I washed the living room and kitchen floor.
Picked up the teenager’s stuff and moved furniture.
Then I stopped to visit the kitten. Which the third kitten has returned. If the neighbors catch it, we have a former neighbor interested in it. But she is going on vacation with Sobaka’s mom so then we would get to foster Misty’s sibling!
Sobaka might be here in as little as an hour. I need to shower but I also need to rest.
I watched an episode of Gordon Ramsay’s The F Word last night and an episode of 24 Hours: To Hell and Back. His original BBC show and his current one.
Perhaps one day soon I’ll do an essay on my new obsession.