Friday, Routine Return

Beloved is beck to work and still mostly fragile. We're having some fun with it anyway.

I've done the Catio, and I shall begin on the bikkie before I get a wriggle on with the day's offerings.

We have just enough to hold out into payday, and that's not a nice place to be for me. I much prefer to have resources at hand in case things go pants.

And things tend to go pants a lot around me.

Yes, it's paranoia, but it's justified paranoia.

There is going to be more shenanigans with the extended fam this Saturday. A Leyland's Tour and something else when we get there. It might be radio silence this Saturday.

Time will tell.

Let's get on with the associated nonsense.