My days of lounging are such that even one appointment can throw my whole schedule off. I mean, is it morning? Afternoon? Evening? How am I supposed to know which shows I should be watching if I don’t know what time of the day it is? Can I have more Snapple tea with caffeine or is it time to switch to Crystal Light? Again, how can I possibly know when an appointment in the middle of my lounging throws everything into chaos.
If it weren’t for my dogs who know exactly when dinner should be served, my whole day would remain off kilter.
Carolyn McClintock says:
Isn’t that the truth? My big job for today is to go through an enormous box power cords (white and black). For some pack rat gene in my making, I keep the cords and throw out the things they were plugged into but didn’t work any more.