Writing from beneath a pile of cats...

Good afternoon, sports fans. I'm trying to get comfortable again after having to get up a little over an hour ago to go out in the 1 degree afternoon to pick up my brother from work. I had been sleeping, of course, and I should be sleeping now. Not easy, though, in this blinding whiteness that is a sunny, winter day. I didn't get my sleep mask done yet. I really need to do that tonight.

Shift Work Sleep Disorder is a real bitch.

And the cats, bless their little hearts, probably don't mean to confine and smother me, but that's how it feels when they all try to lie on top of me at once. Can't move.

I could make them go away, but I'd rather be warm. It's cold in here. Cats in bed equal warm feet. ;)

That's all I've got for now...just trying out the Blogger application on my iPod and wondering how I can remove my bra without getting up and disrupting the delicate balance I've just finally achieved, with all the critters sleeping around me, and none on top. Argh. Knew I'd forgotten something!