The street work is now over and got a lovely paved road with it. So yay, I can sleep in peace again.
Winter season isn't here and already, we had some snow last night. Squirrels were hording up food for winter while Gibbs was outside, chasing them like any normal cat would do.
So I have no idea what I'm going to do on Thanksgiving: Stay at home to avoid relatives I don't like or go and eat with said relatives I don't like. I'm okay with the food but fuck the folks, seeing how batshit insane some of them are.
Then again, we have to put up with shit folks on Thanksgiving...