This weekend I am watching over three cats. There is the cuddly one, the skittish one, and the grumpy one. Somewhere there is a to do list, dried swirls of ink on paper telling me that I need to keep working, diligently, or life will continue to spiral further out of control.
And also – my body is telling me that I need to rest. So I’m curled up with an excellent book. Playing music over the speakers in the kitchen. Taking long showers. Wearing warm & fuzzy socks.
Raided the spice cupboard & churched up an affordable frozen pizza with olive oil, paprika, onion powder, garlic salt, basel, thyme. So fucking good.
When I get home for a couple of days of Fall break, there will be a movie marathon of the Lord of the Rings trilogy with one of my oldest friends.
I’ve been knitting.