Y’ever have a day you just know is going to suck?
Not as in “thank ur weather lords monday will be as cold and dreary as you know who’s shrivelled heart,” but “the stars are just wrong enough to make everything hurt?”
Today is like that.
Woke up, cat’s nowhere to be seen, again, coop door won’t open, spent an hour getting nowhere, sliced my hand, kitchen had a funk, sliced my other hand cleaned it, fridge had a funk, cleaned it, now waiting for the locksmith to repair the locks…
ugh
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Locksmith is late, but between local concepts of time being very wibbly wobbly and the return of the rain, I can’t blame him.
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