That is to say, when I woke up this morning from the dream where Darkside and I had been wrapped around each other in a long, tight hug, I thought that I was back home at the Temple with the Yelly Lady ranting outside. Guide Dog Aunt was Not Happy, and was using more profanity in one breath than gets used in the Temple in an hour.
Marigold is here.
The first time I woke up this morning, it was to visit the bathroom. Then Deacon helpfully nosed me awake when Guide Dog Aunt got up. Then there was communal yelling. And knocking on the door. And general living room traffic.
Today already feels like the sort of day I should [interrupted to change Inanna's batteries] have stayed in bed. (9:26am)