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Reno the cat woke me at 1:15 in the morning begging to go outside, which is
annoying as shit, but more annoying was that I could not get back to sleep
afterward, so I got very little sleep last night.
Farmkid is in a Busybody Know It All sort of mode today and she is On My
Last Nerve and oh boy. Well, I am an adult. I can deal with this.
(Me: “You are distracting BFF by putting your feet on her chair and she has
asked you to stop. You need to respect her personal space and keep your
feet to yourself.”
Farmkid, archly, “Her chair is distracting me.”
Me, internally: I will rip your feet off. Out loud: “Her chair has no
choice of where to be. You have a choice of what you do with your body. Do
not put your feet onto her chair, and there will not be a further issue.”
I deserve a fucking medal.
Currently, Farmkid is standing on her rotating desk chair to do her math
while the teacher is Google Meet-ing with them, but since her mic is muted
I am just letting her fidget as she will.)