I can't even wallow effectively

[redbird]

I was thinking of wallowing in my mood yesterday: long hot baths, hot chocolate, that sort of thing. But I never got around to it. Yesterday's main accomplishment was getting the laundry done--but half of it is still waiting to be folded, because cattitude had gone off to gaming before it was done.

I stayed up late doing nothing in particular, until the cat yowled most emphatically to remind me that (a) she should be fed and (b) I should come to bed now rather than going back to the computer after feeding her. So there I am, explaining "I'll be right in, but first I have to brush my teeth" to an elderly, half-deaf feline who ignores me because she can't hear me. But at least she got me to bed--someone had to.

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[webbob.livejournal.com]

I really would be better off if I paid more attention when the cat told me it was time to go to bed.