13,415 Days Alive
I got home from visiting Bill6 and J early noonish today. Spock was most displeased that I had been gone.
I went to put in a load of laundry and apparently distressed him by disappearing. He started meowing quite loudly.
When I called out to him, he came running to where I was and became Mister Trip-Hazard by winding about my feet while I was trying to walk.
I got to see Cleo as well as Fen’s girlfriend, Kimmy, today. We went out on a double date to Denny’s. I wasn’t feeling the breakfast food. So, instead, I devoured an order of nachos.
We went back to the house and spent hours just conversing while I crocheted on the Passion Pop Throw I’m making for my friends Britt, Jason, and their son, Mike.
It’s thicker yarn than I’m used to and working up quite quickly.
Anyway, it’s late and I need sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
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