‘Face, present and accounted for.
That floofy’s eye are almost as pale as it’s coat.
It’s 80 degrees outside. This is like summer. It had to have been 100 yesterday, because the A/C ran most of the afternoon. Looks like we’re having two seasons this year — winter and summer.
There is another ream of paper on the floor, waiting to be sent through the shredder. And I’ll be trying to go through two more boxes today. Then the fun begins: labeling it all.
Good morning. Enjoy your shredding! Jake would shred for you.
It’s chilly here, but not as cold as it was when James and I went out around 7:30. Elen wants me to take her shopping, because her bathing suit was stolen on her camping trip, so now she doesn’t have one.