And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad Shawshank, November 9, 2025 Here we are. Podrick was mostly good this morning. A somewhat loud noise pulled me out of sleep, and I come out to the living room. Stuff is pulled out of the bookcase, so I picked up the stuff, and threw some kibble into a bowl and went back to bed, closing the door. I dozed for another hour, and then got out of bed. Yesterday was so nice and relaxing. I got up and filled up the bird feeder, and suctioned it to the front window. Hopefully, some birds, and maybe even some deer will come and feed from it, so the kitties are entertained. We did do a whole lot of anything yesterday. I watched the first couple of episodes of 1883 – since when Crystal watched, I came in half way through episode 5. I think we finished watching either episode 5 or 6. It’s such a good show. We watched other shows after. Nothing special, just relaxing. I did the laundry, and I’ll do the rest of the chores this morning, before we head over to Shady Acres. I’ll have chores to do there too. I slept ok last night. It’s still anxiety inducing because my mind tries to figure out what he’s getting into. Same in the morning, because I can hear him getting into things. I have a blue tooth headset like Crystal’s that I’m going to try. Hopefully any noise I have coming through the speakers, will drown out his noise, and not cause my anxiety to spike. It’s still cold out there. I’m pretty sure it’s gonna be cold for the next 8 months, so I better started getting used to it. It’s no longer sunny. It just looks crisp out there, and not in a beautiful spring day. Think; frozen wasteland. But soon once actual snow falls, it’ll be pretty outside for a while. Life blogbloggerchore daycoffeejournallazy SundaymorningsTinyTown
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