I’m dragging myself out of bed and saying “Holy Crap, It’s Monday Again!” I’m a little sore from digging, was up late, and now I’m rubbing the sleep from my eyes and trying to make sense of my hair.
While I wrestle my hair into something that doesn’t resemble road kill, whiy don’t y’all come in? I’ll make tea when I’m fully awake. Just don’t mess with Barf Kitty. You’ll regret it. She’ll never leave you alone.