New Year's Day Spent at Home
New Year's Day, and nobody left the house. The first of 2017 went almost entirely to sleeping in, which felt like the right way to start.
The kitten made the most of it. It climbed up onto the bed sometime in the afternoon and wedged itself between the pillow and a beard, half under the quilt, and stayed there for a long stretch — face tucked in, one white paw out. Neither of them moved for what must have been an hour.
No resolutions written down yet. Maybe tomorrow. The kitten, for its part, seems to have resolved to sleep as close to a person's face as physically possible, and is off to a strong start.