My cold is fading. I postponed one meeting yesterday because I needed to have my brain fully functional but I got a lot of other stuff done so I was relatively satisfied with the day….and Owen cooked dinner! Delightful. Then Trinity came over and was upset about some stuff. She said cleaning would calm her down so she cleaned the upstairs bathroom (which someone’s boyfriend had been lapse about). Good God, and that’s not even why I love her.
I feel as though we’re all in limbo, waiting for the inauguration, waiting to see if something worse happens than last week’s violence. Frightening times. Perhaps that’s why I feel rather dull of late. Cats, food, Christmas trees. That’s all I got. Today, two/thirds of the cats.



Onward.
I don’t feel in limbo, but on a yo-yo: up (sun! good friends! family!) and down (needless deaths) and angry (can a yo-yo go three ways? I must be a yo-yo tricks master.) As much as I want 1/20 to come, I know it won’t solve the lies that continue to be spread and the anger those lies foment. So more Bob, please.