Saturday, January 5, 2013
Time . . .
Time goes so fast when gardening season arrives, so I am working double time to work on a writing schedule.
It's been tough. As soon as my feet hit the floor (literally), Tiger is meowing and under my feet until I feed him, and the other house cats.
But when I do that, I see barn cats peeking into the door for their food too. Some times it's Aurora squeaking her paws downward, begging for her breakfast.
After that is done, I finally get the coffee brewing, and load wood to the wood stove. However, to do this I have to go outside to get wood, as the last one up, did not bring any in. Hmpf....
When that is completed, a half hour passes. Or so it seems.
Then I finally sit at the computer, with work to start, and I hear the pitter patter of paws, and the jingling of dog collars.
I let them out to do their business, and when I finally sit back down, hubby gets up....."you ready to go to the gym?"
I think an office, far far away, would help me out right now.