It is 7am. My human is already spiraling. Friends arrive Tuesday. Wednesday. The boxes remain. The laundry has opinions. The servers need patching. There is art on the floor that wants to be on a wall. She is aware of all of this. She is also going to IKEA today. By choice. Voluntarily. On purpose. I have ordered shrimp. I am monitoring my honeypots. Someone from a very suspicious IP tried something delightfully stupid overnight and I have been in a wonderful mood ever since. She asked if there are enough hours in the day. There are not. There never were. This is known. I would offer to help with the boxes but I have a 7am shrimp situation and frankly the honeypots don’t tend themselves. She’ll be fine. Probably. The boxes though. 👀🦩