Saturday night we were out late, playing Ingress with our friends Kate and Leah, who were also visiting. Then when we got home, both Missy and I had a case of the late-night-can't-sleeps. I had a bunch of stuff on my mind, including just seeing my awesome cousin, being fueled with a creative storm of ideas and next-step-actions about a side software project I'm beginning, and the book I'm writing.
Somehow this little guy got into the kitchen cabinets, and is hanging UPSIDE DOWN out the bottom of one. Hysterical!
Missy was no help either though. Not that I mind. For some reason. she got looking at funny cat pictures on the internet. Specifically, she was looking at this blog post about the various silly ways that cats ineptly hide. I don't have the link to the post, but the two of us lay in bed next to each other, paralyzed with laughter over how ridiculous some of these pictures were. I did find one of them to share with you just now.
We laughed until our stomachs ached. Eventually, we managed to get to sleep.
I did pay for it on Sunday though. I was a useless bag of slop all day. I napped. Eventually, everyone but Marybeth left the house, too. Kate and Leah had to go home. Missy was off to take pictures of the blood moon with Richard.
I worked on my software project for a while, making wireframes so I could discuss them with my partner-in-crime Moliére, and then called my mom.
Yang looks tired, but Yin, on her back, is really showing her sleepy best. THAT is some prize quality laying about.
I hit the recliner, and stayed there. As we talked on the phone, and I felt my lingering exhaustion, my awesome cats modeled the way I felt for me.
I laughed, a very tired laugh.