Sleepy, but struggling to push forward to reach her dreams, Kitty reaches out and forces herself to press the Off button of the alarm, and shove her self out of bed. Kitty promises to write after she makes lunch for her husband, Ruggles.
Plodding towards the kitchen in her nightgown and special anti-slip slippers, she by-passes the food and water trays left out from last night and goes straight to the refrigerator. Kitty gets out the chicken and butter. Mmm milk, she pours herself a little glass. She gets a container so Ruggles can carry his lunch safely to work. She makes two sandwiches and puts a bit of salad in to be healthy.
Ruggles reminds Kitty on the way out to wash his work shirts after the Hoover repair cat comes to fix their tumbler. Kitty nods her head while enjoying her milk and favorite morning t.v. show. She will wash things after writing.
Her plans to do some gardening foiled by the rain and the lateness of the repair cat, Kitty decides to eat lunch and then take a nap. After a nap, she would be better suited to write, and wash clothes, and maybe even go to the gym. Yes, that is a better plan than the one I had this morning, Kitty mewed. Her soup bowl licked clean, Kitty prepared herself for a nap.
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