Back to "abby-something"

We're almost back to what life was like prior to Monday and the arrival of Carole, David and Faux. Mija and Pilchard still walk through the house anticipating that Faux will be somewhere they don't see. But the quiet has returned and, with copious amounts of kitty treats, we were calm last night. Was it a "just long enough" visit or too short? I don't know.

I spent Monday through Thursday night sleeping on my air mattress.

I got it over 2 years ago for just this purpose, to have a spot for someone to sleep since I don't have an extra bedroom with a bed. Some day maybe, but not now. Redoing Carole's old room as a guest bedroom requires a plethora of steps I'm not quite motivated to do all in one fell swoop. Plus, I can't afford the new bed required.

The air mattress served its purpose. It's heavy duty and worked well as temporary sleeping. There must be a minute hole somewhere as I always awoke with 50% of the air gone after pumping it up to full every night. Mija would sleep with me on the mattress just as she does on the bed. I've let all the air leak out of the mattress and will put it away over the weekend. I'm not sure if I'll find the leak if it's as small as I think it is.

I slept in my own bed last night and have to admit that I didn't want to get up this morning. As it's Saturday, I didn't really HAVE to get up but a day abed isn't me. I do have things I want to get done.

Mija did not sleep with me last night. I think I'm going to have to physically bring both her and Pilchard into the bedroom to prove there is no cat lurking in the shadows. Both are happy and there have been lots of purrs. If I could purr, I would to. This is what contentment feels like.

Beverage: chocolate hazelnut tea

Deb