When he hears the shower turn off, Baxter will scratch at the bathroom door, asking to come in. He loves to lay on the drippy bathroom rug while one of his humans is drying off, and he starts purring at maximum volume if that human then covers him with their damp towel.
It’s 10:30am on a Saturday and Connor is still asleep. He stayed up a little later than usual last night, but he must have really needed to catch up on sleep!
This is precisely why we don’t go to the optional Saturday classes at the dojo.
We have a working washing machine again after nearly two weeks without. New clutch, new motor, new gear case, new agitator doohickeys… basically, all-new guts in our 15+ year old washer. Still cheaper than buying a new one, and it works just like new again!
There’s just something about that first karate class after testing, when some kids advance to the next class and receive their new belt. There’s an excitement, an energy, that’s even more pride-filled than the first day of school.
Hallmark of a successful staycation: losing track of what day it is.