am i a crazy cat lady?

You might be surprised how often I ask myself that. Scratch that. That shouldn't be surprising. Still, the signs are all there. I mean, I am wearing the same outfit I had on yesterday. I've left my house exactly once this year. I've already finished four books and watched three movies--this year. As I write this, I'm sitting on my couch wrapped in like seven blankets. Plus, I have my cat on my lap. What's scariest about my fear that I am indeed a crazy cat lady is not really how anti-social I've become. It's how little I care. Happy winter everyone!