Smallhouse Log

Wednesday

So last night I had a slightly-recurrent real-estate-horror dream, which segued into a romantic drama dream, which abruptly ended. And was replaced by a Saved by the Bell dream. I got such a solid sense of satisfaction out of watching Zach fill everyone's locker with chiclets. It would've been a really nice way to start the day, if the cat hadn't then woken me with a claw to the face.

I love my cat.

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