Hub’s at the golf course with an old school chum of his. I’m supposed to be writing a paper that is due Tuesday night.
I’ve been doing everything BUT the paper:
tidied up the downstairs
four loads of laundry
dusted the upstairs while talking on the phone with the Writer and the Princess
played with the royal poochies
made the bed & cleaned both offices
Procrastination through cleaning the house must be a family trait.
The Writer told me that she knows when the Major’s up against a deadline because the house mysteriously becomes spotless.