Home sweet home.
The kitties did not, in fact, forget me. The two boys came downstairs and wanted to engage in some heavy sniffery before they were cool with everything… Cecilia, true to form, just didn’t want to come downstairs. She was upstairs, on the bed, on her special blanket, and when she saw me she stretched.
No place I’d rather be.
This weekend is dedicated to reacquainting myself with my household.
Stuff you forget how awesome it is: the best shower, like, anywhere. The collection of hoodies that didn’t manage to sneak a single member into the suitcase. The downstairs computer monitor. The smells. The pillows (seriously: awesome pillows). Steam! Oh, my gosh! Redshirts came out! I’ll play it later. (Technically, I’m only down here to make this post.)
It is good to be back home.
So… what’s on your docket?