Some day I will sleep past 4:30. Some day. Not today. But some day.
I spent 4 1/2 hours cleaning out that cat room yesterday. I filled the recycling with old boxes, a garbage can of junk, and a contractor bag. Five years of accumulated garbage. I'd say never again, but we all know shit happens when you live some place. You just end up with stuff. Stuff you think you need but don't. Stuff that just piles up.
Speaking of cats, I am no longer speaking to Marble. She went into my new closet room and pissed on a pile of shirts. I've had it with her. Just fucking done. I am no longer acknowledging her presence. She doesn't exist as far as I am concerned. I will continue to feed and water, but right now, she is dead to me. I'm tired of cleaning up other people's decisions.
Made salmon for dinner. Went to the grocery store. More of the same today. This is my life. It's not a bad life, but it sure is getting tedious. It's okay. 10 days we will do something exciting.
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