(to-do) Vacation Monday and the living is headachy/sick/sneezy

Yesterday, there was no Molly, as I helped my friend Laura cut out and pin her underdress for Birka. After lunch and she headed out, I realized there was a familiar pounding in my temples. I played a little bit of WoW, in hopes of outlasting it - no luck. So the rest of the day was spent either in the bathtub or curled on the couch, hoping the drugs would kick in and wrap me in cotton wool. This morning, I just have a bit of migraine hangover, but Argus is running a fever. So today is going to be a cleaning/writing/homework type day, while he sleeps it off. Hopefully we'll get to one of the movies we want to see this week! :)

10:40 am, and I don't have to be anywhere today. It's a lovely feeling.

Val's Monday To-Do list (in no particular order):

1. Fold the laundry in the dining room
2. Write Molly Dec. 19
3. Put away the dishes in the sideboard
4. Wash dishes in the sink
5. Write up Kingston Lear's Will (homework)
6. Check Discussion Boards (homework)
7. Write Molly Dec. 20
8. Find my Dining room table again
9. Clean up the kitchen table
10. Sweep
11. Write Molly Dec. 21
12. Make up grocery list
13. Go grocery shopping
14. Vacuum (depending on how hubby is feeling)

I think that's good. First, I need to finish my tea and take a shower. I can fold laundry while I'm doing the tea drinking, and then shower.

(advent) December 19 - More Schrodinger!

December 19

Molly was singing in the kitchen. Schrodinger lay on his cat bed in the tea room, in front of the gas fire, and listened to her. When she was happy, he was happy. And she was most definitely happy today.

This had been the first Snow Queen’s Ball Schrodinger had attended, although he’d heard stories of them before. Everyone who traveled the Roads near Carter’s Cove had heard stories of the famous ball, and his uncle had actually lived in the Winter Palace for a few years. He thought about last night, especially how Molly had danced and danced, her face alight with enjoyment, and how beautiful the music had been. There had even been a few other CrossCats there, and he’d gotten to get some news from home. His sister had had another litter. Schrodinger wondered if he should try and get back to the Lair for a few days. Maybe after the new year. Once I’m sure Molly’s all set.

( But what if she's not? )

Here’s the song SA sent Molly today, along with the magical snowflake.

(advent) December 20 - Starting to figure it out...

December 20

Molly looked out over the packed tea room and sighed. Not surprisingly, the bookstore had been rocking all day; it was only 5 days until Christmas, and no one was immune to the last minute Christmas panic. Molly herself still had a few things to buy, but figured she’d hit the stores on Tuesday. She needed to finish filling Schrodinger’s stocking, and she wanted to get something special for SA. Especially since she was pretty damn sure she now knew who he was.

Behind her, the oven timer dinged. Normally, Molly didn’t even bother with the timer, but her senses were a bit overwhelmed by the sheer numbers of people surging in and out of her domain. Now, she turned to the oven and pulled out yet another tray of gingerbread men to add to the army marching around the kitchen. One more tray was waiting to go in; she put them in the oven, reset the timer, and then went into the pantry for icing supplies.

( And what to her wondering eyes should appear... )

Fun stuff. And hmmm, what could Tom have meant?