So, after wasting most of my morning on that, I didn't get my Monday run in on time. I rushed in and out of the shower, whisked Michael through getting dressed, fed, and teeth brushed, and out the door in time for his last week of day camp. Then off to Target for a few back to school supplies and Aldi's for some groceries. Home to laundry and my Monday cleaning. I did at least get a good power walk in first and figured I'd better sit down and write first before the day got away from me and I discovered a multitude of excuses why I could just try to write tomorrow...That's always been my downfall, procrastination--evil procrastination. But not today. I won't allow it.
Unfortunately I don't have any new baby bird pictures to show here. The egg I was sure would hatch yesterday is still completely intact and now I'm worried it may not hatch at all. I pulled Mama Crash from the nest box to examine the remaining eggs this morning and they're all toasty warm. So I won't give up hope just yet.
Then there's Tucker. I found him fast asleep in the office, quite comfy atop the pillows in the cool air conditioning. I am frequently accused of spoiling my dogs. Guilty as charged--he just looked too blissfullly content to want to make him move! Once he wakes up, he'll find enough trouble on his own--I don't see any need to rush that...
|Sweet Dreams Baby Tuck|