(no subject)

Somehow it's nearly noon and I haven't caught up with anything beyond plotting my bills. Oh, and I did chat on the phone with Donna, so there's that. But I have to drag Widget's ass out of bed which might kill me.


Also, sometime yesterday afternoon either I managed to slice my forehead or the cat visited and did so and all night anytime I'd make certain faces (grimaces and actual smiles, I believe), my face hurt. I don't know how I managed it.


Plus side, work wasn't too bad and I got home and went for an extra walk. Downside, I then got lost in a fog once I got off the phone with Donna so who the hell knows what I should be doing.

Waking the Widget, that's what.