I washed the cat yesterday. And then I used carpet cleaner on the carpet where she likes to lay - because clean cat on dirty carpet = dirty cat again.
And no, I wasn't trying to procrastinate. She needed a bath in a major way.
I'm actually procrastinating as I write this Wednesday night. No, it's not procrastinating. It's taking a break. Yeah, yeah, that's the ticket.
I'd rather be fishing.
Yes, I do like cheese with my whine.
I do this thing on my Facebook Page where I share crime-related news articles - usually with a thought or two of my own. I shared one such story a few days ago and it blew up into a shitstorm. Commenters being snotty, not being respectful, pushing their own agendas. It had more pageviews of that than anything writing related ever gets. And I deleted it. Like this blog, my page = my rules. There are plenty of other places to pull that crap. I don't need to up my view count that way. And if it's the only way to gain more pageviews, than I guess I'm doomed to have only a few here and there. C'est la vie.
A friend of mine's daughter got accepted to Florida State. Another homeschool kid like mine. I remember when I first met them, she was just a wee little pixie in a princess dress. Now, she's off to college. Gah, I feel old.
Okay, that's all I got for now. Back to editing for me. How are things with you?