Jessy is hiding from her cat.
why yesterday (Friday) was so very good.
Don’t send the men in the white coats for me, but it was the housecleaning.
This week, since I have been off work, I have been getting in touch with my house: cleaning it, enjoying it, rediscovering it. And yesterday, especially, I made it smell good and look good, and that made me happy.
Housecleaning made me happy? I am so scared. Will someone please go in the back yard and find the pod that the aliens grew this version of me in?



