These dreams...
I'm going to try to find a notebook to keep beside my bed tonight. The dreams are getting... trippy. I wish I could lucid dream, really, because at least then I could enjoy it instead of being totally confused when I wake up. They're very long, elaborate, storylines that make total sense when I'm asleep, and when I wake briefly but go back to sleep they start right back up again. This has to be hormonal or something. But I can never seem to retain anything about them when I wake up, and as a writer this disappoints me because I'm sure they'd be a gold mine.
The cat and the kitten are getting along really well now, and I'm so pleased. They're playing now on a regular basis. The cat still doesn't really want to cuddle if the kitten is around, but this might have something to do with the fact that the kitten thinks that the cat's tail is the best toy ever.
I'm working on goal #73 tonight. I think I've got a real crack at it. Carl's off with friends and I'm listening to audiobooks while I work on it. I'm on load #3 right now. The dishwasher is still on hold, and dishes are just a nightmare in this apartment. No garbage disposal. The sink is on the far left side of the counter, so there's no space to stack things on that side. Our counter space in general is almost nonexistent, basically with only enough space for a rather small dish drainer. And since it's so miserable trying to navigate where to put everything, we put it off. We have no kitchen table, but today I'm using a card table, which is helping. (Usually the card table in question is Carl's desk. Versatile piece of furniture, that.)
The cat and the kitten are getting along really well now, and I'm so pleased. They're playing now on a regular basis. The cat still doesn't really want to cuddle if the kitten is around, but this might have something to do with the fact that the kitten thinks that the cat's tail is the best toy ever.
I'm working on goal #73 tonight. I think I've got a real crack at it. Carl's off with friends and I'm listening to audiobooks while I work on it. I'm on load #3 right now. The dishwasher is still on hold, and dishes are just a nightmare in this apartment. No garbage disposal. The sink is on the far left side of the counter, so there's no space to stack things on that side. Our counter space in general is almost nonexistent, basically with only enough space for a rather small dish drainer. And since it's so miserable trying to navigate where to put everything, we put it off. We have no kitchen table, but today I'm using a card table, which is helping. (Usually the card table in question is Carl's desk. Versatile piece of furniture, that.)