Yesterday I had plans to:
*clean the kitchen floors
*finish putting primer on the wall corners in the bathroom
*spray paint a lamp
*clear my bedroom of craft stuff and take it downstairs
*start and finish two birthday presents that are late
Isn't that a great list and can't you imagine the domestic bliss I was going to have at the end of its completion? I know you feel me.
Well the reality of it went something like this:
*dump all my work gear on the kitchen table
*ignore the mess that was in the kitchen
*don't look at the area rugs that need vacuuming for cat hair
*pretend there is no crunch under my feet while I walked through the kitchen
*forget that my list says to paint in the bathroom
I have to say that I did not come home and plop down in front of the television. I did not.
I had a healthy snack.I made a flower arrangement. Isn't it pretty? I love flowers.I told my cat all about my list. He was a captive audience because he's always amazed at all that I get accomplished on any given day. To him, I am a super woman. If he were female and human.....he'd want to be just like me. You can see it in his eyes.Leo? Leo? I'm not finished with what I was saying. Leo? He's probably just exhausted by all that I was going to get accomplished. He knew he couldn't compare to my vast talents. Leo?