Yesterday I thought I might draw something. Or blog something. Or both. Then an online learning site I use enticed me to play over there for a while. And I thought, okay, just for a little bit. PFFFT.
I camped out over in my left-side brain for too long. My drawing/blogging right side brain went to mush. Does that happen to anyone else? It's hard to strike a balance. Is that how my kids can play computer games for so long? And then are unable to clean up their own messes?
Maybe I should set a timer or something
In the end, I guess it was a good thing. I went to PEO and was recruited to act as treasurer since the official treasurer was absent. Yay! I am somebody! I have a purpose! I can do numbers!
Thus my excitement of yesterday.
Another project on the to-do list is to refurb my fish aquarium. Except the evil fish are still living in there. Recall how they took over and totally wiped out the tank civilization? They have continued to thrive, but I can't bring any other tankmates in, lest they become murder victims. Remember Jansen the plecostomus? How he totally vanished overnight? Never found any trace of him. I don't dare buy another pleco, it just seems cruel.
My only consolation has been that the plants have flourished under this post-apocalypse regime. Well, that all went out the window over the weekend.
See, I didn't do anything special for the evil fish when we shuffled off to Comic Con. I made sure they were fed before I left, we'd be gone for two days, they could scrounge the tank. I think I was secretly hoping they'd eat each other.
They didn't. They ate the plants instead.
My previously lush tank flora has been reduced to a few scraggly leafless stems. Like a few skinny grass noodles and nothingness. However, the algae continues to prosper because there is no resident plecostomus, may he Rest In Peace.
I've quietly contemplated serving the evil fish up as a treat for Reese the snake.
But they'd probably find a way to kill him too.