Ryan is home. I'm so glad. However, we only got to hang out for about an hour before we had to go to bed and start our crazy lives all over again. It's a pretty big bummer to think that this is what we have to do for so many more years. Work.
We have a crazy cat. Pip is out of control. This morning, after taking Ryan to work, I came home and noticed that our very large IKEA lamp was on the floor. The lamp must stand about 6 feet tall. I don't know what Pip did, but he probably jumped on it from the couch and then proceeded to slide down the shade. It's shaped like a cylinder and the shade is made of paper--you know the one I'm talking about. Anyway, there are now claw marks running down the side of the lamp shade. It's ruined. Pip may have AD/HD. But now he is so tired he is passed out cold on the desk next to me--he's using the printer tray as a comfy pillow.
He's pretty cute though.
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