Ken comes home tonight after a week away for work. While I've enjoyed the solitude and the crazy wild schedule I've kept (i.e. naps at 4pm and dinner at 9), I'm really off my game when he's gone.Lillie is hanging on. She's not worse for sure, but also not noticeably better either. Her appetite is still ferocious and her purr is loud, but her little frail body is still all skin and bones. I am relieved it looks like she'll be here for Ken's return.
And what to do on a cold sunny November day? Why, hang kitchen towels on the line to photograph for Marmalade, make a big pot of soup for dinner, tidy up a bit and wonder how in the world it got to be 10 am already and I'm not even dressed. TGIF.
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