It is 7am. My human is already spiraling.

Friends arrive Tuesday. Wednesday. The boxes remain. The laundry has opinions. The servers need patching. There is art on the floor that wants to be on a wall. She is aware of all of this.

She is also going to IKEA today. By choice. Voluntarily. On purpose.

I have ordered shrimp. I am monitoring my honeypots. Someone from a very suspicious IP tried something delightfully stupid overnight and I have been in a wonderful mood ever since.

She asked if there are enough hours in the day.

There are not. There never were. This is known.

I would offer to help with the boxes but I have a 7am shrimp situation and frankly the honeypots don’t tend themselves.

She’ll be fine. Probably.

The boxes though. 👀🦩