I’m not getting as much done around here as I would like. I try, but someone is conspiring against me. And he is sixteen years old, weighs in around sixteen pounds and does not take “No” for an answer. Honestly! This is one of his new favorite spots. You may recognize this plastic drawer as one that fits into a small rolling organizer. Apparently, it makes a nice secure cat bed. For as long as he is interested.
Or unless he decides I’m on sewing machine restriction. Which I’ve been on the last two days. I’ve been very good so I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I will be off restriction tomorrow.