It's a glorious day outside -- sunny, not too hot yet. I'm chained to my fireplacing desk again. Still.
The Giant Project is lurching forward. It's at about that point in the process where I start dreaming about it, and wake up at 5:30 to go work on something. Where I can cross 4 things off the list in a burst of accomplishment, YAY! -- but the list is still a mile long.
The top layer of papers on the desk is a little wrinkly. Daughter was watering outside yesterday, and I guess she didn't realize my office window was open. Oh, well; just a sprinkle. With all the feline office assistance, I know better than to keep anything really important sitting around in the open.
The AW, of course, is that daughter's trying to be more helpful. She even grocery-shopped yesterday! We went to the movies on Saturday, at this great local art-deco theater with tables, comfy chairs, and decent food that they serve in the theater when it is ready. Popcorn is served in metal bowls. Rescued me from the fireplacing desk!
My beloved seems to be having a good time on his habitat-for-humanity type overseas trip. He just sent a photo of a large friendly dog he met. Beloved is a dog magnet in the same way I am a cat magnet. We raised our kids bi-special (is that a word?). Anyway, send him halfway around the world, and he will take photos of dogs.
Featured annoyance of the week: robocallers who are overly concerned about my mortgage, utility bills, car warranty, or credit cards.
What's bugging or not bugging you?