This beautiful rescue-kitty lives in Venezuela, poor thing.
It is so steenkin’ COLD outside! I need to go get coffee.
The weatherman just said there were little puppy clouds overhead....
50 degrees, wind at 9 mph
Someone sent me some money for my birthday/Mom’s Day and something else, so I bought some Cuban coffee (espresso grind) and some chocolate creamer and I’m good to go.
I logged in 12 hours of sleep, but I was still tired when I got out of bed.
The Overseer of the Help Agency that sends me aides whenever they feel like it, read me the Riot Act about being “more flexible” when it comes to low-paid helpers. Ehhhh? (Tim Taylor voice)
I asked him if he knew anything about CFIDS, and he said he didn’t. He thinks I should allow someone to come at 1430 on Saturdays. I will send him a copy of the CFIDS protocol and see what he does. Nothing, probably. List me as a “Problem Client” most likely and refuse service. GAH!!!
I loathe stupidity.