Half-awake scrawlings.
OK, I feel better now that I took the sweatshirt off that I was wearing while I was sleeping.
The story is that I woke up at 06:45 ET, felt too warm, got some camomile tea, and discussed ways to clean up Matilda's vomit (a few days ago, the older cat puked right before making it to the litter box).
The tea is soothing my own stomach.
My father said we needed a new steam cleaner. I don't know what happened to the old one. I thought we already had one.
I must have been mistaken.