If you drink, don’t drive do the watermelon crawl

Up just a little early this morning. Podrick was being Podrick, so I kicked him out of the bedroom, and blocked the door. Crystal says he’s getting close to opening the door. My body said “you need to pre, and you really need to blow your nose.” I ignored my body and for a couple minutes I wiped my nose on the back of my hand. I fell back asleep.

And Podrick let me sleep for another hour or so.

I finally woke up to him pulling at the door, or he fell against it. I don’t really know, but when I fell out of bed, and opened the door. He was all purrs and snuggles. I got dressed and did my morning things. He was begging to bed fed, so I fed him, and Pippin got fed in the bedroom.

Work was nasty last night. It was just one long rush. And not the good rush that time flew by. No, it was the kind of rush that as soon as you took off your coat, you had to put it back on, and get back outside. But time did pass slowly, and actually the last couple of hours went pretty quickly. So that was great.

All that separates me is one last shift. That shift is tonight, and guess what? We’re gonna kick some ass, and before I know it, we’ll be heading home.

Weekend!