I come home from my jaunt to the pool today to find the laundry going around, bread rising, and the crows fed. In response, I did most of the dishes. There were more hiding behind my back, laughing at me for not seeing them. I allowed them to get away with it.
I’m supposed to chat with Bobbie on Tuesdays, but she is shuffling art hither and yon. Instead I’ll make the bed and shuffle my camera around. I am totally out of fresh Discovery Shop pictures to put up on Facebook.
Why the bed? We had visitors yesterday. Margot on her birthday…so I made the bed…a make the house look nice sort of gesture.
“What a great quilt,” she said when she saw the bed. Hadn’t she ever seen the bed made before? Obviously I usually just pull the covers up. I believe chagrin is the applicable word here. Two hours later another, totally unexpected visitor.
This morning I asked G, “Will we have any visitors today?”
Sometimes I’m the laziest person I know.
- Himself: Trying to make do with only one monitor. The contrast between new and old was too great.