It's still early .. fed goober's.... cleaned litter boxes ... made breakfast .... did dishes .. tidyed kitchen ....cleaned up hairball ... let Sophie out then in ... bitched about the trash still being in the kitchen ... I did ask nicely .... oh well.... ssdd....
I got stuff done yesterday. Sanded bamboo table ... the holder for the mirror on my antique dresser... why don't peeps take care of nice things? Do they feel unworthy of nice things? Not good enough? I have those thoughts sometimes ... do you? Funny how they creep into your inner monologue. Where do they come from? Why do we believe them? They have no authority. No validity.
Today is beautiful again. Think I will spend most of it outside.
