Curling up in bed under my fleece blanket and watching Barfly, sent to me by Michael. Hope is wreaking havoc in the kitchen, she appears to feel that the kitchen rug is a mortal enemy that must be stalked and crept up on MERCILESSLY. I am tired and a little bit wiped out. I did two loads of laundry yesterday and my sheets are clean and I have on fleece pajamas. I can’t do much else. I was hoping to do some editing but I just can’t right now. I can get back to work tomorrow. For now, I need to be still and passive. I need to unplug my brain.
Meanwhile, I will leave you with this.
It is important, sometimes, to step outside the whirligig of life, breathe deeply, and then lie under a pillow on the floor, and have a long thorough bath.
Apparently.
LOL, that’s like something out of Suzy Becker’s “All I Need to Know I Learned from My Cat.” Hope looks totally contented!!! I have always wondered how cats know when they are dirty, and how they know when they’re done bathing and can stop. Do they have automatic sensors or something?
Oh, Sheila, so many lessons learned right there, huh?