There's loads of stuff we gotta do.
We gotta:
- Get more kibbles for the kitties
- Trade in the absolute bags of bags of monetarily-beneficial recycling
- Get me some new sandals because the extant set I firkin LOVED have been loved to death.
Which means that, at some point in today, I shall have to get clothes on and go outside. Bluh.
The paints I have have turned weird on the wet pallet, and I have to chew out Mayhem for putting out enough brown to rust up an entire squadron of metal golems. Like, deesh, kiddo. You're buying the next firkin pot. Yikes.
Sigh.
Anyway, enough distractions. I must to get on with getting on.