Rainy Day Shenanigans: Productivity 0, Cuddles 100

Woke up to clouds at my feet (one of the perks of living above the 14th floor) and a light drizzle tapping on my window like a reminder that today was not meant for productivity. Looked over at Astro—he winked. That was all the permission I needed.

Filed a WFH request faster than I’ve ever replied to an email, made myself a hot chocolate, scrambled some eggs for His Majesty, and crawled back into bed. Hours later, we’re still here—me, trying to savor this perfect rainy day, and him, grinning like he just scammed me out of my own blanket.

I may be trapped under 80 pounds of Labrador, but honestly? Zero regrets.