May. 24th, 2014

monk111: (Cats)
I was so tired from the prior night’s sleeplessness, thanks to Sammy, that I was sleeping heavy last night. I did not wake up when Pop and Kay went to bed. I was not awoken until Ash started meowing at my door at 1:45, and then I took up my pillow and bedsheet and switched to the big room.

I may save slept too heavily after that as well, because I did not wake up until after five-thirty to Sammy’s meowing down the hallway, no doubt aggravating, Pop and Kay. I don’t know if Sammy had long been tormenting them, with Pop perhaps thinking that I was intentionally letting this happen.

But I feel pretty good. Kind of rested.

Sammy

May. 24th, 2014 08:10 am
monk111: (Cats)
Now that everybody is up, Sammy is drifting off into a nice quiet sleep. That's our Sammy.
monk111: (Mori: by tiger_ace)
Now I am all sweaty, grimy, and pathetic. Pop and Kay were not out the door for two minutes before I am trotting off to my room with the laptop, abusing myself all morning with ASSTR stories. And I just showered last night. To think, if only it had not gotten drizzly this morning, I would have knocked out that mowing and gotten a good jump on my weekend alone.
monk111: (Default)
"When you’re working very hard you’re not lonely; you are the whole damn world."

-- Shelby Foote

My Bedding

May. 24th, 2014 05:20 pm
monk111: (Primal Hunger)
I have my bedding in the washing machine, getting worked over. The bedsheets are truly disgusting, looking as though I have been living on the streets for months and using them faithfully, so blackened and grimy are they, you might prefer to burn them. I ought to make a point of washing my bedding once a month, or at least every other month, but I never make good on that. Anyway, my home-alone weekend will not be entirely wasted.

Home Alone

May. 24th, 2014 10:16 pm
monk111: (Little Bear)
I didn’t get to dinner until after nine. But I did get the mowing done. Afterward, despite the continued small chance of rain and the iffiness of the air and the winds and the clouds, I let the cats out. They were dying to go, and I kind of like the idea of getting a good night’s sleep.

Though, as far as the idea of getting a good night’s sleep goes, I didn’t improve my chances by having frozen pizza for dinner, and I am about to get my third coke to wash down the candy. I feel entitled after all that work, although I am a little worried about how tonight is going to go.
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