My mail had interesting catalogs, but as usual, I can afford nothing. Oddly enough, what is displayed is not worth the money I could spend. I told Charlie that most days, I couldn’t even afford to smell the pages.
The migraine that attacked me yesterday, just about the time I was turning in for the night, is trying once again to get a foothold. I hate when that happens.
So I’m going to bed. Tomorrow will be a Saturday. Lucky me.
I hope you have a successful Saturday. Speaking of the weekend, we’re going on a campout, so there will be no Morning Kitteh on Sunday. Perhaps I’ll have time for an Evening Kitteh when we get back, but it’s not the same.