Taking myself to lunch

I was on my way to meet my daughter so we could wait together for her car to be finished. I called her and asked where she was. Bookstore. Did she want me to get her now, or after I grabbed lunch. “After lunch. I’m reading something.” Ok, then.So, I was weighing my lunch options. My phone rang. It was the shop. The car was ready. So, sorry, kiddo. Drop the book. We’re getting the car so we can move on to more fun things.

We got the car, she went home. I decided to go to Panera for lunch. I got my usual, French Onion soup with no croutons and Green Goddess Cobb with no tomatoes. They leave me alone there, and it’s not crowded, so I can read in peace.

As I was about to leave, I got a text from my daughter, who was already home. She needed Starbucks. So, I wandered off there, since it sounded good. I got one for my mom, too.I headed home to do the Monday night chores. Garbage, recycling, compost, litter box. All the fun things!

I finally got to relax a bit, and I got a helper.

Inky has most of my blankets, all of the cat beds, and my bag of library books. Good thing I have multiple books going, or I’d be annoyed. She was very comfortable, and then heard my daughter.  She decided to go see what my daughter was doing, since it was more interesting than what I was doing – allowing her to nap.

My daughter asked me to cook dinner.  When I got up, Inky stayed in place, since I never do anything interesting to a cat, apparently.

I was told exactly what to cook, and it took a while.  I came back into my room, and found this.

Mini is on the other half of the blankets, watching my bag with my Kindle in it, and laying on the towel that I put out for the cats, to keep cat hair off the bed.  At least she kinda follows instructions.  She is lying next to Inky, so I don’t have room to get on my bed without moving a cat.  I briefly considered vacuuming to move them quickly, but it wasn’t on today’s agenda.

At least it’s time to really relax now.

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