As I fight for the keyboard against Xander pup (he's winning) I once again find so many things I SHOULD be doing and instead am snuggled into this really comfy bed with my laptop, a diet pepsi, and a calvinthedeeple
keeping my thigh warm. dogpooh
has gone out for coffee and will bring me a muffin when he gets back. As Calvin would say, "Bliss" :-)
I don't wanna work on my shop, don't wanna clean fishie tanks, don't wanna move the stuff out of the downstairs so dogpooh
can start the tiling, don't wanna work out although I promised myself I would after being so sore at aerials class. It's just so nice here....
Ambition high. Motivation not so much.
I do have to go take care of Dummy Dog who has found himself a staph infection on his back. Vet says that pollen can irritate their skin and then bacteria sets in. Must attack the Dummy with antibiotics and steroids. And, of course, there are the stairs for the Deeple. dogpooh
returns with the muffin (yum) and reports that it's WAY HOT and people are "driving like crazy." He says traffic is nuts, even more than usual. Yuck.
Well, we shall see what shall happen in the battle between sheer lazy sloth and that strange guilt thing. I'm not putting odds on either :-).