Lap Cat Season
I just squandered a couple of hours taking a nap with the kitten. "Squandered" isn't exactly the right word since I have no regrets. Sure, there are things to do, but we've officially entered the slow(er) season. I like to call it the lap cat season, since it's what I spend a good amount of time doing.
It's cold and dark a bit later in the morning and earlier in the afternoon. Everything grows a lot slower, even the weeds. The farmily all scatter and leave us undisciplined. And it's plum difficult to muster the sort of urgency that has punctuated our lives since March. Things will get done when they get done and that's that. So let's put our feet up at the end of the day and provide a lap for a cat.