It is 9:30 and I can already tell that it is going to be a scorcher today. I think I may have to abandon my furry compatriots and spend most of the afternoon someplace else working on German flashcards. I knew moving up to the 3rd floor of a building was going to mean being creative with where I spent my afternoon on the hot and humid days in Buffalo.
The good news is, I spend most of my afternoons on campus. Also, my cats spend most of their afternoons passed out, so I don’t feel particularly bad about leaving them to swelter in their new home.
This morning, though, Cooper got me up at 5:59. (He’s like the weather, he always wakes me up on a 9.) I fed him and it was quiet and a little cool out and I thought about going for a jog. I should have. This may become the summer of listening to my cats. How much stuff could I have gotten done before it started really getting hot if I had those three extra hours? We’ll see if he does it again tomorrow. He probably will, only earlier. Yesterday, he woke me at 6:59. (I went ahead and got up yesterday because 7 seemed reasonable on Sunday. Or, maybe all the moving has me delirious.)
