There are days where I think to myself that life would just be a lot easier if we were independently wealthy and I could be a stay-at-home Katie and clean all day.
Everyone knows I still wouldn't clean, I'd just have the time to come up with more creative excuses as to why I wasn't.
... which is a form of using my imagination, which is what writers are supposed to do so really I don't see the problem.
In short, it's going to be a quiet week here on le blog. If it makes you feel better, I'll be over here covered in dust trying to figure out how the dog can have such short hair and yet shed so very much.
Clearly, it's a talent.
I'll try to have something up for you by Friday but honestly I can't promise it'll be any better than today's rambling nonsense.