Assed Busily Again
Late night at work tonight. Made it home just in time to put Baby Dog to bed. Fortunately, this was the first day Mr. Fisher took Doggy Dog out for a walk, so I didn’t have to be stressed on that account as well. Still, after I wolfed my supper, Doggy Dog still expected his evening constitutional. Did that, then the dishes, then took out the garbage, then all of a sudden it was ten o’clock and I still had to get down to some of the work I brought home with me. A six-day weekend starts for me on Wednesday, and I’m paying for it in advance by cramming four days of work into two. I still don’t see how everything’s going to get done. But it means this is about all I’m going to be able to manage by way of posting tonight.