Today my car is broken (despite having a major service under two weeks ago), and needs a new part.
Today I went to the shops (because we were utterly out of bread) for a “few things” and ended up spending $100. (I looked at the receipt to figure out what happened, and realised that most of it was accounted for by kitty litter, toilet paper, and sanitary pads. So we pretty much just need to cease bodily functions. Stupid bodily functions.) I also forgot to buy bread.
I need to edit three novels, write a twitter tale, and wade through a very unappealing book (“Moreta: Dragonlady of Pern” by Anne McCaffery, who can write well but didn’t).
So I lay down on the couch, pulled my patchwork doona over me, and fell asleep. It was divine.
Play along at home: When’s the last time you had an afternoon nap? Find a sunny spot and enjoy doing nothing (whether you sleep or not). Bonus points if you:
1) Have a patchwork quilt, or an especially soft blanket.
2) Have an assignment due tomorrow/yesterday.
3) Are within sight of a cat. Cats are the experts, after all.
#124: Frolic in a fountain (thanks to http://the-creamy-middles.blogspot.com)
#56: Spread good news
#95: Secret # 4
S#63/6: Live Music at King O’Malley’s Irish Pub
#132: Try, try again (after an epic fail)
S#63/7: Cellist at ABC’s “Sunday Live”
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