The nephew is spending another night, though the cat has not yet discovered this. She is sitting in my window, watching the dusk fall. In a few minutes, she will see his car arrive, and then she'll probably give me one of her accusing looks and a few irritated meows. I'll be sympathetic. I'm not fond of disruption, myself. Too, the quick change from brisk to balmy weather has left me a bit enervated, and I'd rather vegetate than deal with real life, but it can't be helped. Stuff to do, always stuff to do.
Oh, and the new computer just had its very first real conniption, rebooting itself and running a scan immediately following startup. Windows claims to have replaced a missing file of some sort. I have no idea what it was all about, but I've been expecting it. It's the first sign of the digital Alzheimer's with which all PCs eventually die. The onset of Sluggo's disease!
