Took the MARTA this morning with fosteronfilm. He continued on to Hartsfield-Jackson while I got off at my regular stop. The hubby is heading up to Illinois for the week to visit his mom. I was going to go with, but I sort of burned up all my vacation time to do Launch Pad. Launch Pad was absolutely (incredibly, fabulously!) awesome, but it means it’s just Hobkin and me this week. Fortunately, my ankle feels much better than it did this weekend, and I don’t think I’ll have any trouble as long as I don’t do anything stupid, like re-injure it.
I am, however, a bit trepidatious about Hobkin. Normally, the fuzzwit gets lunch at noonish, fed to him by fosteronfilm. But of course, I’m at work at noon and can’t pop by the house to feed him, working as I do in the heart of Atlanta. So I’m just going to give him extra large breakfasts before I head out in the AM. Big breakfast notwithstanding, I suspect that when noon comes around, he’s still going to be looking for his meal. And this being the first day that Hobkin will have to skip lunch, I anticipate much skunky ire and associated glaring when I get home.
Maybe I’ll get vasty gobs of writing done this week. Maybe.
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