You'd think by now I'd learn not to have a dining room table. I mean, I don't even have a dining room! Any table I have will eventually be covered with papers and random stuff that I just haven't gotten around to putting away, and I put the PRO in procrastination! Don't believe me?
Yep. It's a small table in the corner of my living room and covered in whatever I happened to have in my hands that I needed to put down. And, in full disclosure, some of this stuff is from the linen closet clean-out yesterday--things that didn't belong in there, and don't belong on the table, either! So, I spent my half hour, and made a dent in the amount of work.
Some of the papers need to go down to my den/office for filing, but that's not happening tonight. I'm injured. In this cleaning process, I ran into a black hole in the middle of my living room and it injured me. Or, to put it in normal people terms, I stepped over my black cat, he reached his paw out and grabbed my big toe with his claw and there was blood drawn.
In other news, I found the notebook that I thought I wrote down my schedule for this blog. As it turns out, it wasn't that notebook. Now I have no idea where I wrote it out. But it's a fine line, because some things need to be done in spring/summer/fall because I need nice weather. For example, I can't exactly say I'm going to ride my bike 10 miles per day in January. Well, I guess I can, but I'm not that crazy--or more accurately, I'm a pretty big wimp.
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