After a long, exhausting week, I’m more than ready for a break, which is why I’m taking off work Monday and Tuesday.
This will be the first time in about four years that I’ve taken my birthday off, and I’ll celebrate at home with the fluffy one. Since he’s a rescue and I don’t know when he was born, I share the day with him. Believe me, the goofiness that will likely ensue when he gets his catnip rat will be all the present I need.
Till then, here’s what I plan to do. And probably after too. Being me can be exhausting sometimes.