so tired

I'm back in Providence after a week in Ohio for Christmas. It was great and lovely. I'm relieved to get back to my house and my bed and my routine, excited to go back to work (!) and to hang out with friends on new years eve(!!!). But I was sad to leave my family, and am now feeling tired and a little lonesome in my empty apartment after seven days in a little house holding approximately 1.5 more people than comfortably fit and all the love you'd ever need.

Some Christmas spirit for you

Pandas! In the snow!

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Straight No Chaser's 12 days of christmas.

Monsters for sale

They may look sweet and cute, but in the past 24 hours these two have broken two bowls and three glasses.  In the process of breaking one glass and one bowl, they also spilled a mixture of hot soup and ginger ale all over the floor, which meant I had to mop the living room. I woke up this morning to find a cat vomiting soapy water on my bed.  Said cat (the stupid one, on the right)  had evidently been drinking from a pan soaking in soapy water in the sink.  She also bit my calf when I was making breakfast, suggesting the return of a habit we worked long and hard on breaking Also there was been some outside-the-litterbox pooping from both parties, which meant more mopping.
In conclusion, my cats are terrible demons who evidently have a strong, strong desire to live outside.

Apartment christmas

It's been rainy and not that cool in Rhode Island, but I decorated a (fake) tree, made a Michael Buble-centric holiday playlist on spotify and declared it christmas.

Also, I now have curtains, almost a year after moving in. baby steps?