Just a stray kitten. I told Tom I’ll get him a new sweatshirt, if he’ll give me an idea what he wants. I noticed the one he was wearing was pretty tattered.
We have Mass at 1:00 today, and then I’m going to help with a practice Eagle Board of Review for one of the Girl Boy Scouts.
James went to work before I could wrassle him through the job application. Maybe I can catch him between 3 and 4.
I’ve reached the age where I want to make a withdrawal from my Daylight Savings Time account.
How do I do that?
I don’t think I have any sweatshirts except the one PW gave me when I first moved to Cabot. (It used to be hers but she got too fat for it.) I need something that isn’t a hoodie. I always get stuck in the hood trying to take it off and then I start to panic. Not good.
But they’re always so doggone expensive!
I was thinking this morning, before I got up that while I’m looking forward to going to church at 0900 in January, it’s going to mean getting up earlier to get me together before time to go.
And I missed a car by “That much” yesterday. He had sold it as I was messaging him.
I will need one before the year is out. I don’t like being held hostage by my driver.