So I'm in the process of moving, which is one of my least favourite activities in the entire universe of activities. Moving always transforms me into this insane evil demon bitch while simultaneously depleting me of all energy. Ugh. I'm really lucky that I have some awesome friends who have been lending me a hand. Otherwise I'd have withdrawn my live savings, gone to Rome, and thrown myself off the Ponte Vecchio, I kid thee not.
Anyway, so after a few hours of stuffing things in boxes and reviewing logistical plans with AJD, I kinda conked out on AJD's floor. While I was lying there, Quixley realised that I was wearing his colours and climbed aboard. He knows a good aesthetic when he sees one, and he'd had at least conversation with us on the beauty of the black/white contrast, so he knew that we appreciate such contrasts too. Here we are:
Then AJD and Quixley, being awake enough to have active brain cells (unlike me) had an even better idea. Sleepyhead is both the right colours and the right affect. So AJD retrieved Sleepyhead from the south room and he and Quixley swapped places.
I was aware that they were doing this; I don't think Sleepyhead ever noticed, even though he was moved from the south room to the north room and back again.
So yeah: moving is hell.
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