Podrick is running around like an idiot this morning. He wants the birds, and he wants them now.

It doesn’t look like he ravaged the Flat in the night. The blankets on the pirate chest were thrown off in the night, so I had to fix those this morning. It’s strange, nothing else was really knocked around. It’s my mind playing tricks on me. I apparently hear things and attribute them to Podrick, which of course causes my anxiety to spike.

But other than the items I picked up before we fell asleep, the bookcase wasn’t touched. I’m impressed.

Work last night, in the grand scheme of things wasn’t that bad. I was just drained. And it showed. This afternoon will be a lot better. I feel more rested (I think), than this time yesterday. The kids switched shifts for today, so no Bing Bing tonight, I’ll have GenAlpha. I haven’t worked with him for a while, so that’ll be fun. I might have to find a radio station to annoy him tonight. The kids seem to really like iHeart2000s.

So let’s greet the day, and kick it in the pants!