The sun is warm through the blinds and my 17-year old cats are soaking it up. Nobody forgot their lunch so I'll have to fend for myself today. Only one mention of cannibalism at dinner last night. DD11 asked me yesterday if she can be a hobo when she grows up.
Stitching Day
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