Dragged myself out of bed. Started a load of laundry. Studied Spanish flashcards.
Poor Zara thinks that I want to put her back in the carrier, and she vanished when I fed them. Need to put the carriers away.
Started tackling the table.
They're predicting another polar vortex next week. Lovely. They're predicting that it won't be as bad as last time
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