Half past three this morning! Mewthos? What is the matter with you? Sigh, twirling on the bed at that time of the morning? Ah, well, I grabs and cuddles as punishment for such rude behaviour!
I must have dozed off, because the alarm at five came surprisingly soon after 3:37 on my phone. Mewthos is walking up and down my hip and my legs as if they're just ... oh, climbing toys? I grabs and cuddles every mip coming near me.
So, early day again.
At work, I'm without my Storeman, who is sick. Having to do jobs he normally does, I'm discovering a lot of issues and, the more I discover, the angrier I'm getting. I'm going to have to do something about that.
At five, I try to hand over to the night shift, but there are some male egos at play, and I find myself watching a little theater played - not for anyone to watch, but for the players to feel the part; if that makes sense? Eventually I get my turn and another act begins. I finally manage to get away by quarter past six!
Coming home so late, I considered cancelling mippies evening stroll - but I didn't have the heart. So I let them out, and got busy in the kitchen. Only when everything had been done, did I come to sit outside for a bit. Ziva actually waited for me to come sit outside before going off on her evening stroll - she actually asked my permission before going off! How could I deny her that?
I still had no trouble calling them inside when it was time. They enjoyed their treats but were disappointed with my own dinner! Ha ha!
I couldn't get online to finish writing this blog, let alone publish it. Then, I was woken at half past one ... it's now three in the morning. I've grabbed and eventually imprisoned Mewthos under the duvet for an extended cuddle session, now I've got Ziva mipping and mipping and mipping for attention. I'm going to try sleeping till five and hope I survive the day.
At work, I'm without my Storeman, who is sick. Having to do jobs he normally does, I'm discovering a lot of issues and, the more I discover, the angrier I'm getting. I'm going to have to do something about that.
At five, I try to hand over to the night shift, but there are some male egos at play, and I find myself watching a little theater played - not for anyone to watch, but for the players to feel the part; if that makes sense? Eventually I get my turn and another act begins. I finally manage to get away by quarter past six!
Coming home so late, I considered cancelling mippies evening stroll - but I didn't have the heart. So I let them out, and got busy in the kitchen. Only when everything had been done, did I come to sit outside for a bit. Ziva actually waited for me to come sit outside before going off on her evening stroll - she actually asked my permission before going off! How could I deny her that?
I still had no trouble calling them inside when it was time. They enjoyed their treats but were disappointed with my own dinner! Ha ha!
I couldn't get online to finish writing this blog, let alone publish it. Then, I was woken at half past one ... it's now three in the morning. I've grabbed and eventually imprisoned Mewthos under the duvet for an extended cuddle session, now I've got Ziva mipping and mipping and mipping for attention. I'm going to try sleeping till five and hope I survive the day.
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