Not a Bad Day
It's not been a bad day. Kitten's been fussy about eating, and his litterbox training is definitely not complete, but he's been cute. He's starting to try playing. One more week until we can have him tested, vaccinated, and made acceptable for the company of other cats. I folded a huge backlog of laundry while watching the Saturday morning cooking shows, and then I made French toast for lunch. Then there was a Costco run, where necessary foods were acquired--I always like going to grocery stores, since it's a once-in-a-blue-moon occurrence. I took pain pills beforehand, but my knee still hurt by the end. There was much-needed napping time. Dinner was scrounged, meaning I ate leftover fried rice and I'm not sure what Phil ate. Then I did knee exercises while watching Friday Foster, a highly entertaining Pam Greer movie, and I sewed five (5!) buttons back on a dress shirt to repair it.