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Didn't get down until after midnight, nearly or even after one? Some time in there. Closed the door, didn't let Sassy up. I think she has been fussing a lot, which has been disturbing my sleep. I'll give her a three day time-out. See if she behaves better. Still, I didn't think I'd be up until later.
I woke, probably, at eight, eight thirty. But, tried to bury my head in the sand. Didn't want to face the world more than needed more sleep. Though was still a bit weary. Ever have one of those days, and have a choice? Still, I couldn't sleep well, or deeply, kept bumping awake. Wasn't Sassy. She didn't send out a peep. Well, until I called to her.
If she can't visit, and allow me to pet her, to help wake up, I call to her. Ask if she is hungry. She, then, sings to me until I wake up, get up. Then she stops once I am out of bed. She's... not going to do extra "work". :p But she will sing until I crawl out. I... like that girl cat. She impresses me, in odd ways.
She was fed first thing. I'll check her litter and water through the day. I need to get the water heating for coffee. I thought it was foggy out. It's not. Just... enough of an overcast aspect to the sky, plus enough grass from last year open, and dark, dingy, with just enough snow lingering, to frame it all to look like it was foggy. Or... was it foggy earlier? No, I just don't think so. Fog doesn't dissipate until sunrise or a larger shift in temp. And, it's 22 F, out there. Since I am up, more or less first thing, I wanted to see. It got up to 46 (at least) yesterday.
Some calls, to message, from VA services. I'll have to get back on those today. Trying to stay up on things, but so many things to do. I had talked, three times, yesterday. Then, while trying to get through the drive-thru lane at my bank, they called again. I canceled that call, and just turned the sound off on my phone. I was... burned out talking to people.
I wish I hadn't. Now I have to call them. And that is like chasing a mouse. Long hold times, wrong connects, it's... a mess. Not their fault, necessarily. Just how things go. Ugh. Well... on to... other things. Later.
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