Hitting the pool tonight. Hopefully the shoulder is managable so I dont have to wear fins the entire time.
Ifrit is whiny. KT is napping. The floor is covered in cat hair, litter bits, and catfood because D wanted to really see what it was like if I dont sweep. I havent swept since Tuesday and it's driving me crazy. He thinks Im overreacting. but whatever he says tonight, i KNOW that he wants a clean apt and would never stand for the mess. Speaking of that, where are my flops? Sweaty jogging feet + nasty floor = yuck yuck yuck.
