Spider-Cat

Spider-cat
In a vat
Lazy fuck, he stays there sat

Which is to say, he was laying in the bathtub watching a spider on the ceiling. He looked like he was nigh-on drooling… but yanno, not even bothering to cackle threateningly at it. Ah well, at least he’s cute.

Didn’t do much today, but that’s okay, ’cause yanno, my day off. Z took the girls to get their school shoes; his mom tagged along to do a bit of shopping. We’re both proud of her for being comfortable navigating this mask-y world that exists at current. I’m not. But then, mainly, ’cause I don’t want to deal with mask rage when I can’t wear one. Like, even thinking about having to deal with it is too exhausting to make me want to risk going out anywhere. Naw, I can’t complain when it meant I go ta couple of hours of quiet. I was amused that I came out of it feeling more tired than warranted, but then, up until they left, the girls kept stereo-ing at me and like… yeah, my brain was a bit scrambly.

Anyhoos, back to zoning out.

<3