Unfucking My Habitat

The ham is thawing and we have today and tomorrow to get the house nicer before visitors happen. Yay.

Procrastination has bit us all on the butt this time around.

BUT I do also believe in miracles in association with effort, so we should be able to pull through regardless.

It's a small enough crimbo this year.

We can do this.

When I'm done with this blog, I'll get on with the catio and The Bikkie and then dealing with the mess.

I have the BG3 brainworms making me write stuff again. I will ATTEMPT to retain focus on the important bits.

I did get some more written for my Beauties summary, but I decided against doing any programming jiggery-pokery. Emotional fortitude and all that.

Today, I get all the mail off the dining room table, in preparation for the upcoming holiday. Hooray. Alongside all the other unfucking processes and occupations I regularly do.

Speaking of, I really need to get to the catio.

I took the kids early voting this morning. Mostly because I will be roaming all over the countryside on voting day. We did homemade democracy sausage thereafter. Cheap bread and cheap sausage ftw.

I have yet to clean the catio or feed my Starters and my ability to focus is at minimum. I'm going to start those important things before I get on the daily offerings.

I don't know if I will be able to do everything. I have socials tomorrow and

Parkrun tomorrow, and I need to buy some things online and configure some other things so my money is still accessible in all its varied places.

I would also like Beloved to answer a question I asked, but I might have to ask until we share air.

There's also cleaning the catio, creating The Bikkie [once more, I have no desire to mess about with pseudobread] and otherwise getting on with my routine.

I shall record an episode for Adorable, clean the

Beloved is off on adventures that include a journey far afield. Which means that I may be doing parkrun tomorrow all on my only. It's a possibility that Miss Chaos may not wish to do the thing tomorrow morning.

So far, bribing her with hot chocolate and brunch afterwards seems to be working.

Wish it'd work on Mayhem. His problem is the covered shoe requirement. My lad has wide feet, and it's difficult to get a fit that doesn't get at him

I have cleaned the Catio and commenced making The Bikkie as of writing these words.

I did not get around to set dressing, yesterday. I spent all my minutes on making certain all the tunnels were where they were meant to be. I may yet record some Dumb DM tips on the next map. We shall see if I have the knack down.

Or I might do the next map. It seems like it might be easier.

Level 16B is on a

So. Friendo Awesome broke a tooth, and that needs some care and attention. She will be far from home when the attention is done, so we're loaning the spare bedroom to her until the morrow. It might make Parkrun interesting, but it's making today interesting because... scrattle all over the house.

I have to unscrattle the house today.

After I finish this portion of my output, I'll begin the shenanigans for The Bikkie and get on with doing the daily tale.

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