Good morning. You’re up early, or late!
Today's kitteh was rescued in Cairo, Egypt.
Good morning.
Early. I woke up about 2315 and tossed for a while, then decided I wouldn’t sleep the way I was going and just got up.
So far, I’ve written a letter, swept the kitchen floor, made the bed, straightened up the kitchen, printed out some genealogy and will vacuum the rug as soon as I think no one will throw rocks at me.
I need to write at least one more letter and get directions for where I’m going on Monday. I think I know where it is, but I need to make sure. It’s taken a while, but I’ve finally figured out why I get so confused in St George. It’s because I’m coming at it from the east rather than the south. Who knew?
The Muppet Birds need to be fed and watered, as well, so there’s another job. This time, I’m going to lower the seed dish because Camilla flips the seed hulls up and over the guard.