Homesteading day around here. Dinner is in the crockpot, chores are done, business is being worked on. What got done? A LOT. Trash out and burnt, litter boxes completely changed out and refilled, got all the nasty cases of hubby's soda that have been sitting around undrunk for MONTHS (and thus are just evaporating in the cans) out of the house, that area cleared up (ants all over the place due to leaking soda), lunch eaten, laundry put away, finished up putting away non-perishable groceries, bed made, Smudge got buried first thing, and gardening done for tomorrow's customers at work ... good night, all that in four hours. I am so pooped but still have to get in a shower, eat dinner, and call Mom. That last is the most important, with her health the way it is lately. We will know more after she talks to the surgeon on the 10th. Life is rough, but in general, going on day by day towards better things.
It is just extremely quiet here with Bouncer gone on the 23rd after getting so sick, and then this past Thursday, coming home from work to find Smudge in his favorite spot behind the toilet, dead from a broken heart. He just missed his pal far too much to want to go on, and literally grieved himself to death. Granted, I have the kittens, but it isn't the same. So it's really sad and quiet here.
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