I just looked up from my Pogo Scrabble game (I have won several in a row this evening) and noticed it is 7:45 PM. What does this mean to me? It means I have to go to bed soon. It means that the reason my dog is looking at me is that she needs to go out and it means another day is over. The days seem to go by pretty quickly these days.
I want to read a little but the dishes are calling. I wonder which will win? OK, the dishes will win, but they really don't deserve this much of my attention. I have several scripts to read (for the play reading committee at the local community theatre) and I have a book I am reading...OK, two books...and I really need to take the dog out. She is beginning to give me a look that makes me think she needs to stay off the bed tonight.
My husband is golfing with his buddies and I had pizza delivered for dinner because I just didn't feel like cooking. Not up to cooking is the most worrisome thing i have written here tonight. I love to cook. Tomorrow. Tomorrow I will cook.
So now it's about 7 minutes until 8 pm and my desire to get out of this chair has not shown itself. But, get up I must or I will have a doggie accident to clean up before the dishes.
Dtay tuned...more to come
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