days_unfolding

I tried napping but couldn't sleep, not surprisingly. I was thinking, "What do I do now?" So much of my life revolved around Harlee for the last 17 years that I'm at a loss. I owe her my life; She was the one thing that kept me going when I got sick.

Ate lunch, and got a visit from Zara while I was eating my blackberry sorbet and vanilla ice cream mix. (It's delicious.) I think that I'm going to clean the kitchen for a while. Then I'll throw myself together and run into work to write my e-mails and scan my receipts.

Scrubbed a litter box. Got the kitchen cleaned except for the floor. Trying to decide whether to do the floor now or get myself together to run into work. Need a break anyway.

Mimi, for some reason, won't jump on my lap. Apparently my calling her is very suspicious.

Finally got into work and got done what I wanted to get done.

Came home, and picked some basil leaves for my quiche. Shredded them in the food processor, and decided that I needed more basil. I think that making two more quiches will polish off the basil. I wonder if I could buy another one now. Anyway, I made my quiches, and right now they're baking.

Mimi's been sitting on my lap, which I sorely needed. Part of the reason that I decided to adopt Mimi was to have a cat who liked to cuddle after Harlee passed away. I told Mimi that she has a job now. It's going to be hard to go to sleep without Harlee, so I'm hoping to convince Mimi to sleep with me again.

The quiche was good. I have leftovers from one, and I froze the other one. Making two at a time isn't much more work than making one, so I think that I'll do that in the future.

I need to go to sleep soon, or at least get into bed, because I need to bring Harlee over to the vet before work to have her cremated.