I love being out on Sunday mornings. Zero traffic. Tons of parking. And most of the assholes are still asleep or hung over or both. Now I am home and I still love Sunday mornings. So quiet and nice. I do love the new building going up outside my terrace and usually I don't mind the noise but it's lovely to have a day off.
I got a litter genie for the living room litter box. It's great and I can keep it nearby and hidden. But it's too tall. The litter box at the other end of the hall is in a sort of blanket chest which is only 16" deep. The litter genie is 17" tall. It would be so cool to pop a litter genie into the blanket chest. Oh well.
Zoe's asleep in the bathtub. Betty's asleep in the kitchen. The ballgame starts in 30. And there's a bear that needs knittin'!