Have been asked to have drinks with J on Wednesday and been invited to hear his Finally-Complete Band on Thursday.
Why?
Perhaps because am now friends with J, and previously-mentioned activities are common for friends? Must be. Takes v. level-headed and in-control type gal to go about these new Friend Activities without recurring episodes of blank staring and intermittent ice-cream binges. At present time, am neither in-control nor level headed, do not think, and thus am beginning to fall into v. bad pattern. Have not lost all sensibilities though, and am certain will recover after intense therapy or afternoon of shopping.
Reluctant Kitten made leap last night, literally, and not only joined yours truly on v. comfy bed (though am not certain kitten hair blends well on white comforter), but fell asleep briefly. Are approaching normal levels of Kitten/Kitten-Mother comfort, am hoping. Also have learned that RKs singing is NOT George Harrison requesting v. expensive wet kitten food, as cheaper brand goes much faster and elicits less singing. Am going back to cheap stuff. Kitten should not be better fed than Kitten-Mother.
Have not worn fleece-lined Mourning Shroud in days, minus brief, after-shower stint. Will be returning Js sweatshirt this weekend. Am making no promises to self on this regard. All in time.