I went to get Dora from the countertop, and as I approached she looked at me guiltily and moved her head sideways – without breaking eye contact – to get in one last sniff of the air fryer
RT @cyberglot@twitter.com
dora has learned that she can jump on the kitchen countertop. she knows she can’t be there, so she’s been pulling also sorts of dramatic reactions to pretend she’s not doing anything wrong. she’s also learned to jump off if I approach her or I point at the floor.
🐦🔗: https://twitter.com/cyberglot/status/1457993997553737733
Anyway, apparently it’s not recommended to go into surgery while you are a crying mess of stress? So I guess this is for the best.
I didn’t know the exact guidelines around booking hotel accommodation and travel until the week before my surgery, which meant that several times I had to cancel all my bookings and make new ones. In London. One week before my trip.
them: Please relax the weeks before your surgery.
also them: Please conform to the ever increasing list of requirements we put on you, which keep invalidating your travel and hotel arrangements.
Me: Cool, cool, cool. So I just wait at the border for the results, hope they're a little early, and then show 'em in the seconds long time window that they're valid?