The 6th of November.  Tired. I got to wake up at a normal time but I had a weird night, having a Groundhog Day kind of dream but it was horrible. Happy to see daylight. 

This morning, after my blog post, I sat with the kittens all through Sunday Brunch to make sure they were okay (Ava was a bit off last night) and take some new pictures of Amy and Archie. Photos of Amy may not be entirely necessary as we now have a potential adopter coming to see her tomorrow. 

After lunch, I went upstairs to scan all the books I am getting rid of into the webuybooks.com app. Turns out they will accept a grand total of ten of my books for the princely sum of £6.01. Still no plan for the rest of them. Hmm. 

That did not take a great amount of time, so I spent the rest of my afternoon starting Anton the angel, realising I'd been using the wrong colours, unravelling it and trying again. Thankfully I hadn't got too far. He is meant to be wearing white shorts and the different between the white and cream I use for the face is negligible. Going to have to come up with a way to make the contrast more obvious or he'll just look naked.  Oh god Trump cannot win. I just thought about it and felt my stomach physically plummet. 

The 7th of November. 

I was expecting to be woken up by builders this morning who are doing the roof next door, but thankfully they didn't get the delivery of tiles until during the day. That does, however, probably mean they'll wake me up tomorrow. 

I spent my morning finishing off Anton, so now I just need to attach some beads to Xaver and add the contrast to the outline of Anton's shorts. Then they will be properly complete and I can take photos. They're adorable. 

I got done just before lunch, so after I'd eaten, it was back to the gym for a shorter than usual session so I could leave at four. I was very productive though, upping most of my weights, so I'll probably hurt tomorrow. That's okay, the only thing I have to do is take the cats to the vet for their second jabs. 

I wanted to finish at four because at five, I had a lady coming to see Amy. She has been and gone, and I think it's going to work out. They got along, she's had cats like Amy before so I'm waiting confirmation but I think it's going to be a yes. Then it'll just be Archie!