A bit of snow this morning, not much, but the roads (so I've read) were slick and dangerous. We stayed in, save to sweep and salt a little.
Took a shower. Went to dress, surprized to find Moby on the bed.
"It's cozy. Go away."
So we turned on the bed warmer (cat warmer?) Not too much later,
"um?"
"Leave us alone."
Humidifiers running full, and then empty, only to get us up to about 40%. Enough to keep down sparks, prevent bloody noses.
Getting out of the house shortly. Two days idle are driving me slightly nuts. Tired of resting, much as I needed it. Bitter winds dissuaded me from walking, which isn't good for me. Sore and getting grumpier by the minute. The cure is movement, much as that feels exactly the opposite of what I need.
4 comments:
your post made me think of this:
http://www.raptitude.com/2015/06/take-the-stairs/
i love this guy's posts and find 90% of them very helpful. easy to read, sometimes (ha! always!) hard to implement!
"We're at work, doing cat business, no time for humans. >:|"
Pacian,
Precisely.
and we've got a de-humidifier running non-stop....!
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