Stuff, not necessarily in order.
-- Olive is at the vet and I am not there, so I am sitting at home trying not to bite my nails. I always worry about the worst, even when her goopy eyes aside, she's a perfectly normal kitty. Eats fine, plenty affectionate and active. Poor boogerbean. The vet she's at is an opthamalogical specialist, so I am hoping we will either finally get an answer about her eyes or be able to schedule surgery to manually recede her third eyelids. She can mostly see fine, but the fact that the third eyelid won't recede is giving her goopy eye and she's not doing so great with peripheral vision.
-- My tummy is a mess today, and I still feel as though I've been flattened by a truck.
-- So much to do today. I would love a day just to lay on the couch and sleep and recover, but no. In a day where I'm struggling to put words together in some proper grammatical order, my first major thing to do is a rehearsal wherein I must not drop a sword off my head.
-- Other things to do: package earring club and other orders. Sort through a giant pile of new supplies. Work on next mini update. Do a major heap of laundry.
WAUGH. Wanna go back to bed.
-- My tummy is a mess today, and I still feel as though I've been flattened by a truck.
-- So much to do today. I would love a day just to lay on the couch and sleep and recover, but no. In a day where I'm struggling to put words together in some proper grammatical order, my first major thing to do is a rehearsal wherein I must not drop a sword off my head.
-- Other things to do: package earring club and other orders. Sort through a giant pile of new supplies. Work on next mini update. Do a major heap of laundry.
WAUGH. Wanna go back to bed.