It was a lazy morning for me yesterday. After breakfast, I spent some time on my slow-stitching. Sometimes, it makes me sleepy in the way reading a book can cause me to nod off. Eventually, I slid down on the couch for a morning nap. It was late by the time I woke up, and I briefly considered not doing my workout. When I get into arguments with myself about whether or not to exercise, I realize I'm on a slippery slope to quitting altogether, and so I forced myself to do it. It meant I didn't get into the sewing room until well into the afternoon.
When I head downstairs, the kitties follow me like a thundering herd. One might think they're anxious to get on with sewing business, but no. They're really anxious for me to open the utility closet so they can go in search of mousies. It's rare, but sometimes they find one.