Carlton and the Merkel creature take lots of naps. I don’t think he is depressed. I think he is just tired. The creature appears to be unchanged. No nukes on Saturday or Sunday.
Today I walked and did yoga. Bought a pair of Levi’s at the flea market. They are in the washing machine. Don’t want to get fleas. Jeans cost more at the flea market than at the Goodwill. But, the flea market jeans dude has all his jeans sorted by size and brand. Could spend an hour with a tape measure looking for 30×30 505 Levi’s at Goodwill and not find any. Time is worth something, even to an old lady.
And why do I need “new” Levi’s? My beloved old Levi’s – the ones that I fit so nicely into again – are a little too ragged. My panties peak out of the holes in the butt. Not a good look for an old lady.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Sandwich cancelled today. I made Mr C’s favorite liver and onions for lunch. Messing up the entire kitchen. I have since policed the kitchen. Blitzed the stove. Etc… Dinner is going to be Trader Joe’s Mac and Cheese from the microwave. Not messing up the kitchen enough to make a sandwich. The kitchen will be clean for at least 12 hours.