That Was Then; This Is Meow

Woke up on time. Got my grocery order. Crud, they gave me four bottles of root beer with sugar in it. I can drink only diet soda. I guess that I'll post them on Buy Nothing.

Me: Mimi, you were on my lap a little while ago.

Mimi: That was then; this is meow.

Napped after work. Overslept until 10:30 PM. Zara wants food! I’m making myself some food too.

Did a few chores, and now I'm going back to sleep. Watched a few of The Guardian's list of the 20 Best Saturday Night Live sketches

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Clothes Day

Woke up at 7:30 AM. Fed the cats and myself. Took a nap.

Started tidying up the kitchen. Hmm, I need a basket or something for items that need to be shredded.

Meijer has diet root beer, so I might run out today or tomorrow. Well, it feels like a stay in pajamas day, so not. I’m sorting through bins of clothes. I’m taking a break to stretch out my back.

I have a purple dress that I could take on the cruise if I could find it. Did I give them to the thrift store? I found three more pairs of jeans, so I’m well-set.

Emptied three large totes of clothes. I have some clothes to try on tomorrow. I found a navy sweater that’s going to be my favorite sweater.

And I found a burgundy sweater and skirt ensemble. I’d like to take it to New York, assuming that I get to go. It’s looking dubious because Mom’s house isn’t up for sale yet.

Listed the totes on Buy Nothing and there are a lot of people interested.

Zara thinks that it’s feeding time, but it’s still early.

There’s an ecru Alex Evenings dress on Poshmark in my size.

Hmm. I’m done with clothes for tonight. Maybe I should go upstairs and clean. I'm feeling tired, so I'll go to bed.