I woke up deliberately early this morning, because I needed to do some weekly shopping, and if I dallied I probably wouldn't get an electric cart.

But I did get an electric cart, so shopping was a lot easier and more leisurely. That didn't keep it from being essentially boring, however.

When I left I transferred my stuff to a regular cart (they do request that patrons not take the electric ones outside). A lady just coming in made a beeline for my recently abandoned cart, but was having a bit of trouble making it go. The new ones don't work the same as the old ones, so I showed her and in nothing flat she buzzed off. (The new ones move at a fairly decent clip.)

Once I'd gotten and home and most of the stuff inside, my body suggested finishing last night's sleep, which had been interrupted by the alarm.

I agreed that that was a good idea.

When my body had caught up on the sleep I did some stuff around the house, then headed for PJ's. On the way I stopped at my mailbox and found a recently ordered book in it.

Between the one I had brought to read, and the newly arrived book, I managed to spend most of the afternoon there, happily reading.

Lady must have been off playing with friends, because when I got home only CC was berating me about her imminent collapse from starvation. I called "kitty kitty" a couple of times, and eventually I heard an indignant meow at the door, and there she was--blaming me for not waiting for her and giving CC the opportunity to eat about 2/3 of the food put down.

If she's that hungry she can always go catch a mouse or a bird.

Or eat the dry food that is always in the hall (except for when Pogo has devoured it.)