In Which It Is Sunday
May. 24th, 2026 06:49 amIt is 48° this morning and supposed to get up to 66°. It's also supposed to maybe rain? I am debating the possibility of going out to mow. I don't want to mow; I hate mowing. So I'm kind of hoping for rain, so I don't have to. Tomorrow is supposed to be sunny, but it's also supposed to be much, much warmer, so I don't want to mow tomorrow, either.
Yesterday, it rained for a good chunk of the day. I went out and got groceries early, and, because I felt like something nice for breakfast, went across town to the Other Grocery Store, because they have a better bakery. I over-indulged, because of course I did. I came home with a bag full of baked goods. Mmmmm, carbs.
After that, though, I was at a bit of a loss, because my next task should have been laundry, but it was already done. I should then have moved on to some other chore, but...I did not. I sat down at my desk and indulged in some of the fresh baked goods, then read fic or watched YouTube videos until it was nearly time for Wait Wait Don't Tell Me, then discovered that it wasn't playing yesterday, which was annoying. So I went to the website and listened to a couple of older episodes while working on the June pages in my journal. I thought a couple of them were really cute and a couple of them were okay. They involve pastel backgrounds and some black cat stickers that I am pretty sure I got from The Washi Tape Shop. It took me two hours to get through that, but that was partly because the first one took extra time because I colored the background instead of using stickers or papers or washi tape. I wised up for the second one, though, and used washi tape. I took some photos, mostly because I really was proud of how well the first page matched my vision for it.
By that time, Parker was making a nuisance of himself, so I let him bully me to the couch for a nap. Tegan joined us and we made one big, snoozy pile. Naps are your friend.
Speaking of napping and cats, I caught Tegan lounging in one of the soft cavey things yesterday. Just when I think I know her....
Oh, and she has eaten in the kitchen the last couple of days, even with Parker shoving his head into the same bowl.
* insert shrug emoticon here *
I read last night (I am now rereading Platform Decay), then did some writing, then read some more.
So...I want to say that I accomplished nothing yesterday, but that's not quite true. I made art (sort of), I caught up on my favorite radio program, I read, and I wrote. And I served as the warm base for a kitty nap, which is, after all, my purpose in life. Other than the ability to open cans for them, of course.
Yesterday, it rained for a good chunk of the day. I went out and got groceries early, and, because I felt like something nice for breakfast, went across town to the Other Grocery Store, because they have a better bakery. I over-indulged, because of course I did. I came home with a bag full of baked goods. Mmmmm, carbs.
After that, though, I was at a bit of a loss, because my next task should have been laundry, but it was already done. I should then have moved on to some other chore, but...I did not. I sat down at my desk and indulged in some of the fresh baked goods, then read fic or watched YouTube videos until it was nearly time for Wait Wait Don't Tell Me, then discovered that it wasn't playing yesterday, which was annoying. So I went to the website and listened to a couple of older episodes while working on the June pages in my journal. I thought a couple of them were really cute and a couple of them were okay. They involve pastel backgrounds and some black cat stickers that I am pretty sure I got from The Washi Tape Shop. It took me two hours to get through that, but that was partly because the first one took extra time because I colored the background instead of using stickers or papers or washi tape. I wised up for the second one, though, and used washi tape. I took some photos, mostly because I really was proud of how well the first page matched my vision for it.
By that time, Parker was making a nuisance of himself, so I let him bully me to the couch for a nap. Tegan joined us and we made one big, snoozy pile. Naps are your friend.
Speaking of napping and cats, I caught Tegan lounging in one of the soft cavey things yesterday. Just when I think I know her....
Oh, and she has eaten in the kitchen the last couple of days, even with Parker shoving his head into the same bowl.
* insert shrug emoticon here *
I read last night (I am now rereading Platform Decay), then did some writing, then read some more.
So...I want to say that I accomplished nothing yesterday, but that's not quite true. I made art (sort of), I caught up on my favorite radio program, I read, and I wrote. And I served as the warm base for a kitty nap, which is, after all, my purpose in life. Other than the ability to open cans for them, of course.





