Alto sax, flute, bass clarinet and a face full of fur

Today was one of those "days off" that makes you long for the relative relaxation of work.
Youngest daughter Annika began talented-and-gifted summer classes at a local university, eldest daughter Kerstin had a 30-minute orthodontist appointment and I had to grocery shop -- all with wife Jill in Champaign, Ill. this week on a business trip.
Egad!
I was running all over town and it seemed like every time I got out of the car the skies opened up and simply pelted me with rain.
Late this afternoon I just wanted to relax.
I made myself a drink and listened to Eric Dolphy's "Out to Lunch" with headphones.
"Out to Lunch" might be the "most complicated" jazz album I own. Dolphy was an avant-garde genius and the odd time signatures on "Out to Lunch" make Dave Brubeck's "Time Out" pale in comparison.
I laid on the floor and closed my eyes during "Something Sweet, Something Tender" to better hear and appreciate Tony Williams' drum technique.
He kept time on the cymbals while he freely played the snare drum. It was brilliant and -- ugh! mmmffff!! What the -- !!!
Black cat Lorelie snuck up on me while my eyes were closed and flopped down on my face. Aaack! Cough! Hack! Cough!
Concentrating on avant-garde jazz to relax? Do want.
Failing to concentrate on avant-garde jazz because I have a face full of cat fur? Do not want.