Monday, Monday

Ron got back today from a trip to Illinois to see his niece graduate from high school. I’m glad he’s back home. It was nice to have the house to myself all weekend, but I miss him when he’s gone. (I was also getting sort of tired of trying to keep up with three dogs and a half-dozen chickens all by myself….)

I got a little work done last night — I did dishes, took out the trash, sliced up the peaches, cleaned the bathroom, straightened up the living room a little bit (it still needs work, but I’ll have another go at it tomorrow), read this weekend’s papers, and spent a little time reading part of next week’s Lesson. When I got home from work this evening, Ron and I went to dinner, and then when we got home, I scraped the trim on all the parts of the house I could reach and spent a half-hour or so grooming the dogs on the deck. I think I brushed enough hair off of Songdog to make a Pomeranian. It was nice to sit out on the deck with them. I also found yet another great use for my potting table: It’s the perfect place to put Scout while I’m grooming her, because it’s just high enough and deep enough that she has to think about it pretty hard before she jumps off … which means she can’t squirm away while I’m brushing her or clipping her nails or whatever.

I need to change Argon’s water and work on a couple of inDesign projects and a Powerpoint presentation tonight. I’d rather read for a little while and then take a nap. Maybe I’ll just set my timer and spend 15 minutes being a good girl and working on projects before I call it a day.

Emily