Bleh

It rained all day yesterday and for a good part of today off and on. Not as much as yesterday, which was lovely weather for blankets, warm drinks and good books. Jerry seems to think that I’m his personal jungle gym, and has been climbing on me all afternoon, which would be fine except that his claws are remarkably sharp (they’re not long) and he puts his full weight behind his jumps… I try explaining to him that I’m not a trampoline and to please not jump on me, but he just continues… I’m bruised from his clambering, and he just curls up in my lap and takes a nap… Don is again finding sports to watch, and since the Olympics start soon there will be 24-hour sports, interrupted only by politics (I’ve tuned out, it’s just too nasty and pointless.) Although he’ll watch “news” all day every day if I didn’t interrupt with other shows. I didn’t sleep well last night because my mind was just turning over and over the issue with the ironically named care agency. I involv...