Neither quantity nor quality

It really speaks to the shape the puce giant (my old couch) is in that it’s been out on the curb for 48 hours and no one has taken it.

(Aside: I just glanced over my shoulder as I typed the above and I didn’t see the couch and ohemgee maybe someone finally took it, but no, I just couldn’t quite see it from my initial angle. It’s still out there.)

I’m home sick today. I had an attack of the whatever abdominal / intestinal thing occasionally attacks me. It wasn’t as bad as past episodes, but I didn’t get any sleep and I’m still off from not much weekend sleep from the mice adventure.

Speaking of, I freak every time Torii hears something and runs off to confront whatever. But she’s such a cat that I think most of the time she’s reacting to threats only perceptible to her. Her response is the same for mice (real and felt), stink bugs, and invisible forces.

Which is why I’m not sleeping well.

So today I’m petting the cat, not eating much, petting the cat, catching up on a couple of shows, petting the cat, bringing a few pieces back into the living room, maybe sewing for a bit, and petting the cat.

And having a really hard time focusing because of this d#mned stink bug buzzing around. And Torii chasing the d#mned stink bug.

In the random department: a senior living facility in a neighboring county dropped off promotional materials at work the other day. The cookie was meh, but there was one of those fancy hand sanitizer squirt pen-like things.

And this.

The cup color changes so it looks like you’re drinking Windex.

I’m not sure why that’s supposed to make me want to sign up my aging parent, but whatevs. I like it.

I also kind of wonder if it really is color changing tech, or if the cup is made out of some weird toxic plastic. I guess we’ll find out.