This perky real estate person just came in my house with my ex to "evaluate" the worth of the house. It was a surreal experience. I haven't seen my ex up close for, oh, months and here she is with the perky real state person (prep) talking about the wainscoting and the nice windows and the high ceilings and the lovely floors. Gad. Eventually we get to hash it out with lawyers and such.
Right after they left, I had a teeny glass of Scotch.
I think humans are INSANE and cats are normal. Hugo (nee Wishbone) is trying to bury his food right now and Lola is chirruping at the birds on the other side of the glass. Normal, totally normal.