I turned my air conditioning on tonight when I got home because it was 78 degrees in here and fuck that shit.
I smell like frankincense and lavender. It’s delightful.
I thought The Jungle Book was really well done.
I have a closet full of gorgeous clothes and yet I can never find anything I want to wear.
Leaving them and returning home is getting harder for all of us.
We started season 2 of Catastrophe today. I really, really like that show. HIghly recommended. It’s on Amazon. I’m hoping we can binge watch it during our down time in Chicago this upcoming weekend. And, of course, there is Game of Thrones to look forward to on Sunday night.
Two Ativan and cat cuddles should (hopefully) help me relax.
