I had plans. Really I did.
I was finished with work by noon today, and the afternoon was wide open. I was going to get caught up. I had a list. A list in my head. It said things like "iron", and "clean the blinds" and "toilet train Meego"...
None of that has happened. I did at least cook a slab of corned beef for dinner.
I think slacker mode kicked in over the weekend. I felt a little more breathing room in my schedule, so I celebrated by drawing this Blake Shelton portrait as suggested by Terri. He seemed more appealing than the aforementioned housewifery
Then today, I even had a willing participant in Meego's toilet training. See, he cut me a deal a few days ago. He wanted something but was a little short on cash. I agreed to give him the cash if he agrees to clean the "Man Bathroom" each week for the rest of the summer.
I refer to it as the Man Bathroom because I don't use it much, it's more of a King/Prince throne area. Anyway, Meego agreed. I forked over the cash, now he's got to hold up his end of the deal, but he's never been properly trained in Man Bathroom maintenance. That was going to happen today.
But it hasn't yet.
Meego wisely went to play at a friend's house when I started playing with Johnny Depp.