Poor Housekeeping

Well, my day of sulking from the depths of the couch cushions over the multitude of things that happened last week and reaching the inevitable conclusion that there are just some things over which one has no control was quite therapeutic. I can't say as I was the most pleasant (or hygienic) of Sheep, but I grumped my way through the doldrums and found the path back to happy after a while.

It didn't do much for my housekeeping, though, or my ability to finish any of the projects that are inching their way most painfully to completion. Frankly, my inclination right now is to putter around, think great thoughts, plan lofty stuff...and then promptly forget about them when an interesting commercial comes on. Or a tasty snack diverts me from my goal. Or napping seems more interesting.

I figured my best bet for having something noteworthy to share for my end-of-the-weekend-post was spinning. I was close to the finish line on the first four ounces of the Spunky Eclectic fiber. An hour behind the wheel and I could maybe give the impression of great productivity.

But there was a bunch of fluffy stuff in my spinning chair...

The dust kitties are just out of control around here!

This development required the doing of laundry. There is nothing like a pile of freshly dried clothes to lure a Big, Fluffy Kitty from the spot where I want to be. Particularly if it happens to be in hues that directly contrast with her fur coloring. It took some doing, but I was able to get a few of my nicest sweaters and such neatly folded and stacked on the bed as if awaiting putting-awaying. Within moments, the BFK was stretching, yawning and stumbling off to the bedroom to rearrange the newly freshened nesting material to her liking and leaving me with a distinctly warmer chair from which to spin.

There are, in fact, ways to get me to do a little of the housework. It just takes a tad longer.

With a bit of the laundry done, the Big, Fluffy Kitty happily ensconced in a pile of clean clothing and a freshly brewed mochachino at my side, I commenced the whirling of the wool. An hour later, a full bobbin was ready for it's internet debut.

Take that, Lethargy!!!!!

With the exception of a few rounds on the sock, a trip to the grocery store and a little of the long-distance chit chat with Mommy and Daddy Sheep, that is pretty much all I managed to get done today. And if you factor in the time it is going to take me to rewash the clothes that are currently sitting under a big pile of drooling cat, it isn't that much.

But spring is springing all over the place and the much anticipated end of March brings with it the promise of the next school vacation. I have a week off in April and hope that this might be a good time to catch up on all those things that I have been letting languish: socks, sweaters, spinning, finding the kitchen floor....stuff like that.

I suppose that I really should be resting up for that. Yeah...that's what I'll call this latest bout of the Lazies. Resting Up For School Vacation.

That could work.

SA