It's cold and raining again.
I can't believe it. More to the point, I can't take it. If this is what the ancient Greeks went through, no wonder they believed in gods who messed with every minute aspect of their lives. I'm getting there myself. It takes a day that would be tolerable and edges it right into despair. I think I'll have some dinner and go to bed. That's about all I can handle: take two cats and call me in the morning.
And yes, I know it is 7 PM. Your point?
I mostly knit, sometimes crochet or cross-stitch. I read, a lot. I love cats. I love hockey, especially my no-longer-local team, the Boston Bruins. Want more? Read on.
I envy your ability to go to sleep at 7PM. I haven't done that since I was 5. Actually, I didn't even do it then, I just laid in bed, telling myself stories or reading furtively under the covers until caught.
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