Well?

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Well. Indeed. No going out tonight. I did soak a good portion of the dishes, took a shower, then washed one load of dishes. As I went to get more fully prepared to leave I realized that would not happen. There isn't a way for me to get going. I will call my friend and see about a visit tomorrow afternoon or early evening.

I may be able to finish the dishes I have soaking, maybe more. I might dig into laundry. And I have had a nice small meal and hope to have a few more before I sleep. A bit of straightening may happen as well. Nothing fancy, some or all, perhaps nothing. Just a goal with some of it already done. The medicines are beginning to work again but it does take time, more time in winter maybe? On the good side, my eyes are beginning, slowly, to water back up. Yummy.

I sure like my girls. Whether pestering me for food, to be let out, taking turns turning papa into a man-pillow, or fighting for no reason that I can discern, they enrich my little life in ways I can't really describe. By insisting that they are alive and inculcating me into their designs of world domination, I live the more. The loving looks they give me when I pet them and coo sweet nothings about my favors upon them, the affectionate rubbing against my legs, letting me know they are here and care, even their angry actions when they are hungry (or still hungry after being just fed for the "little" one), all keep me more in the here and now. If you don't have pets, think about it. I give them a little bit of me, as God gave to me. We both become a little bit more than we would have been otherwise.

Well, on to... something. Later, maybe good night.