Meanwhile, I’m knackered too … I took a long walk today to get some exercise, and I really want to sleep it off, now, but that would be a little silly because it’s 6pm. I think I’ll open a bottle of wine instead. And I really ought to start packing.
arts ego blog — kitchen sink
Madam’s asleep, snoring, in her latest nest, the cupboard under the kitchen sink.
She requisitioned it a month after she arrived here, and has slept there ever since
(which shows she must really like it; normally she changes sleep space every few days).
She isn’t disturbed, even when I do the washing up.
