Working Week

Mums working week has begun, and she likes to think of me chillaxing at home like in this photo from a year or so ago.  Just relaxing and rolling round on the couch while she brings home the bacon.  Her day began in one area, and then she had to work in another one, keeping her on her toes.  But before she knew it her day was over, and she could head home to me, so that she could plant her butt on the couch and eat her leftover dinner, which she quite enjoyed.

Mum is on a 7 day working stretch and is just looking forward to next Monday which will be a day off for her.  She knows to pace herself, get some good food in and try to get enough sleep, always difficult when she works different shifts each week.

So tonight we are sharing the couch, the tv is on and mum has lit some candles.  Not for romantic atmosphere, but more because she thought she went to work today with a slight wiff of parsnip about her (last night she cooked a carrot/parsnip/turnip mash).

Working Week

The working week has started, so us girls needed a little old nap tonight.  No dishes were done and the house is messy.  Tomorrow mum will do more and better, but she is enjoying her book and is on call tonight, so that means everything else is ignored.   Me - I am happy for the snoozes too.

Hope your week has started well too!!

Working Week

The working week has begun again for mum, although she got to chill out and spend the morning with me.  The sun was shining so us girls opened the windows and doors and let the autumn breeze in.  Mum had a late shower and then crawled back to bed to finish off her book.  She did laugh, as I lay down with my back paws against her arm.  You know the kitty rule - I can touch you but if you lay down and touch me, I will get annoyed and run away or roll over.

So that means mum gets to head to bed tonight and start a new book before bed.  Middle aged lady joy.