Three Day Weekends *Still* Aren’t Long Enough

Today is a day of chores. And a day of aspirin. A work crew spent several hours drilling all over my building today, including however long it took to do this to my living room window. I expected the drill to come through the wall. Maybe next time, since they’re obviously not finished.

I hate chores. It’s a self-perpetuating hate—I hate them, so I avoid them, until I can’t ignore them anymore and must spend an entire day on dishes and laundry and vacuuming, making me hate them even more. This is what I get for forgetting to buy more paper plates.

Yeah, I don’t have much of interesting to impart here, so instead, as I go to finish the second half of the dishes, a picture of my little darlings!

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