Wom Wom Wom

I knew it was only a matter of time until trying to shift our waking time would catch up to me. I managed to keep vaguely upright for an hour to see the kids off, and then crawled back in bed for a few hours. Now, I can’t habitually nap; naps make me feel even worse. Or well, I still say that, but that hasn’t been the case in a long time. But then, I also only take naps when there is literally no other option. I really did feel a lot better for it, though I missed a chance to go socialise with co-workers. I was on the fence about it anyways, and they know that I’m on the disabled side of life. Hopefully I feel better when I wake tomorrow, and even more hopefully — that getting extra sleep doesn’t throw off me getting to sleep tonight. Bad enough I have a brand-new book on my bedside waiting for me.

Past that, not much to report. FINALLY finished with the heel on the second sock and moved into safe territory. Batman has been really clingy and needy today, but one could also argue that’s the core of his personality. We think that he’s possibly in pain or discomfort though and that it’s ramping up his base need. Or maybe it’s that I’ve militantly kept the couch nearest me clear, which means he can put himself more in my line of sight more frequently. Ah well. I love my boy and enjoy giving him cuddles, and I can’t complain too much ’cause he’s not the sort of cat that wants to sit on you all day.

Right, I’m off.

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