I ain’t good at fake lashes every time I wear high heels I fall

Good morning my friends. Podrick wasn’t too bad, we’re starting to gray-rock him. He makes a sound or does something – do nothing. I guess maybe it was kind of worked. I mostly dozed, but it was a little anxiety inducing. Yeah, it’s different. It’ll be something to get used to doing until we’ve retrained his brain to not be an asshole in the morning.

He’ll either do one of two things: escalate to get attention first thing, or he’ll stop. And the funny thing is, it’ll be random which he chooses for an about a week or two. Maybe one day, he’ll just snuggle us in the morning.

Yesterday was a busy one, considering it was Sunday, and from what they tell me, it’s the Lords day. Well on this Lords day, I did laundry, went up to Shady Acres to clean the stove. I made it there at the perfect time – everyone was down for a nap. So I went right down stairs and cleaned the stove, and relit it, then snuck into the upstairs bathroom, and grabbed the vacuum.

Headed back to The Flat. I vacuumed the living room, and then the big move. We hauled most of the shit out of the bed room, and took the mattress off the frame. We completely changed out the bedroom looks. I think it’s a little better, as long as Crystal doesn’t get too cold right up agains an external wall. We vacuumed and made everything look good.

Now, I have a huge ass pile of clothes to wash tomorrow. Fuck, tomorrow’s is gonna be fucking busy too. Great. Well, we’ll get through it. We have to head to SlightlyBiggerTown for some supplies that we couldn’t get in BiggerTown on Saturday. Then we’ll be back in TinyTown with my happy pills, and some weed carts, and of course some Subway. Then I’ll start to tackle the mountain of laundry.

But before tomorrow I work a day, then on for 4 soil crushing days. But we’ll get through it like we always do. I have my baby, two cats, one of which is orange, my happy pills, and weed. Let’s fucking go!

But first, more coffee.