"Coffee tastes better when the rain serenades your Sunday morning. ☕🎶"

They changed Raven's hours on Sunday, he was going in at 10 pm-now he goes in at 8 pm.
That means he leaves the house at 7 pm now.

He and the littles left just a little before 2 pm today.

It's rained off and on all day, nonetheless, I braved the rain, and sat on the she shed until I started shivering.
Then I came inside, went to my bedroom, and huddled up under blankets until the littles left.

It's not really cold-it's just damp, and wet, and not 80°.

After they left, Badger cleaned for me, but there really wasn't much of a mess this week.
The kitchen was filthy, I can not make Raven put his dishes in the dishwasher.
He doesn't have to do anything except rinse the food off-and put them in that big box that does the washing for him.
He won't even do that.
Badger yelps that I need to make him do it!
How?
I talk until I'm blue in the face, he ignores.
It is very tempting to hide the dishes, and put out paper plates, but Cowboy would pitch a fit.

It's not fair, none of this is fair to me and Badger.
But what can you do?

Cowboy went to morning and evening services, and napped.

Heron is at his girlfriend's.

We did go out, got supper fixings.
Badger made twice fried hamburgers, very tasty, if a bit crunchy.

Not much else to say about today. 

Cowboy has a doctor appointment in the morning, but I'm not going with him.
I can not tolerate very much of that man's driving.
He has an eye doctor appointment coming up, I hope new glasses helps some of his driving like a drunken sailor.
He doesn't seem to be able to stay between the lines anymore, and keeps swerving in the opposite lane.
He also drops off the side of the road.
I'm thinking he no longer has any depth perception, or he's just gotten blind as a freaking bat.

I'm off of here, see if I can find something to read or more singing Moose.