There's a Mirror On the Wall

It's sunny and lovely, and a glance at the weather forecast says it should be sunny all weekend, and this is excellent.

My cats continue to demonstrate they want to try to help their human, though Marisol has a better idea when to not attempt to climb into my lap than Sigdis. Meanwhile, Sigdis has figured out how to pet the human, which is also her soliciting pets. And she attempts to groom me when she does get to settle in my lap, which is sweet. She has also figured out that the human has less fur and thus can get cold, but has blankets to keep the cold away, so human, your blanket should be over your arm, really. (She kept pulling at the blanket until I pulled it over my arm, then rested her chin on it. It was adorable.)

I ran my dishwasher yesterday, though I did not get it emptied after. I need to do that today. I'll worry about dishes into it tomorrow. I also should do laundry today, as I am out of trousers, and laundry will take fewer spoons than finish sewing the pair of trousers that's cut out and has one inseam sewn. I would also like to get some more of the clean up done on the deck, but that's heavily dependent on my ability to stay on my feet for more than ten minutes at a time, and how chilly it is outside.

More map work, and some work on a running project, and some reading of fic yesterday. It was good. The fic is decent, though it has some issues that make me not entirely certain I'd want to rec it, and I don't know that I'll bookmark it, either. But the issues aren't enough for me to just say fuck it and close the tab.

Alarm has gone off, so I need to go sort food for me and the cats, and then I can poke at things to get done today. And five things makes a post.

I slept late, but the cats and me are all fed, I've gotten the bed made and gotten dressed and opened the curtains, and taken my morning meds. Everything is at a low level ache, and I'm still feeling like everything is too much, especially noise.

(Ok, so that may be a silent migraine, but it's not coming with the usual brain fog, so I don't even know.)

The sun is shining, and making the muslin that is the window side of the canopy glow so I will have some hours of suitably diffused-but-bright light. Direct sunlight is not my friend, but I am still a solar-driven critter and will get cranky without regular sunlight.

Marisol and Sigdis, upon their return from the vet, first bolted for the bedroom and under the bed, then snubbed me briefly, but I had a secret weapon called breakfast. And then I had clingy cats who craved reassurance all day that I still loved them and they wouldn't have to go back to the vet any time soon. Marisol is about six pounds and Sigdis is eight or nine, I forget precisely, and both are at good weights for them. And Marisol got all the necessary shots, and all is well, so we're good until toward the end of next year.

There was some snow yesterday, and then a lot more of wintry mix, so there is no snow remaining by the time I woke up this morning.

And I'm going to go attempt to do something, and I'll see what something is over the course of the day. I hope everyone has a fantastic day and good sleeps when they get there!

The vet calling with a reminder that Marisol and Sigdis have an appointment tomorrow (shots for Marisol, a first appointment/exam for Sigdis) woke me up promptly at nine, which. I was most of the way awake, but not yet properly awake? And the ringtone for the vet is the phone barking at me, so. That was me trying to jump out of my skin.

I have one more cord for a set for a sun-in-glory to braid, and it's on the spools for doing so, but not yet started. I ran out of spoons for that.

It's hormone hell week, and this month is. Irritability with a side of extra pain. *frustrated whining*

(Also, fucking allergist decided that the solution to me going "I would like not to have to deal with calling for a new prescription until June" was to give me only a two month prescription. Of a maintenance med. That I will be on for the rest of my life. *screams*)

Anyway. Hugs for everyone, and I'm going to go figure out what the fuck I'm going to do today. (Tomorrow's morning post will beon the late side because taking of cattens to the vet.)