Morning!
My mom's cat got out of the house, so I got on my bike looking for her. About half a mile from my house, I got stopped by the Police, a couple squad cars. One guy looked like he wanted to shoot me, the other one was asking me what I was doing. I told him what happened, and I asked why I'm being stopped. He told me they got a few reports of a large long haired white man looking agitated riding around the neighborhood on his bike yelling racial slurs. I told him I was yelling out my Cat's name, "Snickers". Showed him pictures and everything on my phone.
Managed to get a lot of work done yesterday despite running myself & my mom to various medical appointments
Today is going to be another clusterfuck of interruptions. I have to run the ASSIL downtown for an appt at 9, then I had to reschedule my chiro appt to today at 12:30, and finally the designer is coming to stage the house at 2:30.
Have a good one!