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In every way. It was around 17:00, plus a bit, when I woke. I have no clue when I went to bed. I think I slept really long, if... I just don't know. I did lotion my feet before sleeping. She really pushed for it, at least at bedtime. I'll aim for twice a day. Eventually a deaf ear can hear? It will still mean a lot of misses. Even so, I'll put it on the permanent to-do list. It was raining when I went down, and looks to have rained all night. Not heavy, that I remember. Perfect for sleep.
Sam was a serious jerk last night. She found the highest perch, and was jumping on my ankle. Oh, I woke, and went to the bathroom. She knew I had... something else on my mind, so stayed well out of reach. I know I fed them yesterday, and checked their food and water which were good. If it is my fault... hmm, litter? I'll check before being too harsh. If it's my failure, I eat it. If she is being a moody little shit, she becomes a temporary person non grata. Both happen.
Oh, something smelled bad. I had just brushed, I showered just a bit before bed yesterday, I was still terrified it was me. I know I smell off, just the house and cats. But this was really off. Thank God for trash. Which reminds me... better get that together and out. I haven't been keeping up on it all. Still, it's horrifying to think that is you.
Dishe stink too. I reset those and will get back to them and laundry today. And the carts and clothes hanger... some things just air dry much better, wool silk and some synths require it, if cotton lasts better, if fluff or low can work with the risk of slight shrinkage and fraying. Or, I'll get to what I can. Hungry, for the first time in a while.
Later.
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