The morning floof looks like Black Beard!
Good morning.
The laundry is done, and I seem to have hit a rock or landed in the Sargasso Sea. I have no idea what to do next. Wha’ hoppen?
It will all come to me, I’m sure. For now, I’m just going to sit here and let the pain dissipate for a bit. Maybe listen to another uplifting talk in a few minutes.
Good morning. I’m sure I have laundry in progress, but I don’t do anything with it until DP gets up. I dreamed that former resident moved back in. It was not pleasant.