So if I were to stay home and knit, or learn to make art dolls like this or take painting classes, or work a lathe, etc. etc. etc., I would be draining retirement income and the good will of my DH. When I go to work, I get tired, cranky, don't earn as much as I would like and DON'T HAVE TIME to do the above things. Phooey.
On the other hand, Puppy, our kitty lies around as much as she wants and then has a bonkers hour sometime around 11:30 pm. When she hears Keith Olbermann's theme music she runs upstairs, downstairs, skids through the marble-floored foyer and into the kitchen cabinets. Tonight there was a new trick: The climbed up the bannister post on the "bridge" between the upstairs den and upstairs bedrooms. It would have been a 15 foot drop if the wax had been slipperier. As it was, she perched on the "newell" post like one of PT Barnums elephants. What a feline.
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