It’s a cool wet and dark day today, just the sort of day that it’s great to be at home.

However, I’m at work with a somewhat wet skirt front and things to do here. Life’s like that unfortunately.

Still, I had a good breakfast, thanks to a transfer of funds from my backup bank account, and hopefully am getting paid tomorrow (it is Thursday?).

It’s funny that when I was younger I used to hate it when it rained, mainly because I hated being stuck at home. Now I like my home, it’s quite nice actually to be able to just chill inside with the pained bleating of my cat in the background (as she’s locked in the bathroom as she (a) doesn’t get the idea of the cat litter, (b) because I’ve just moved house and has to remain in there for 2 weeks — apparently — so she becomes attuned to the house she’s now living in and doesn’t do a runner or get lost, and finally (c) because she has a habit of weeing against walls when she’s inside on her own because of the issue listed above in (a).).

Got that now?