Craig is better. We went out to a diner and he ate solid food. I'm becoming accustomed to the smell of eggs. I don't immediately get nauseous, and not nearly to the extent I used to. Still, here I am home early so that we can both get our rest.
So, I came home tonight, visited with mom for a bit, and went up to go to bed. And in the kitchen, I saw cat accoutrements. Carpeted kitty hut, litter pan, dishes, toys, that sort of thing. So I go back downstairs and I says to my mom, I says, "Mom, why is there cat stuff in the kitchen?"
WE'RE GETTING A CAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!