I don’t know what I’m going to do today. I’ll try to pack up the stuff I sorted in the kitchen, but it’s not looking good. My eyelids are trying to slam shut. However, I have until about noonish before I have to give up on the “work” idea.
I’m beginning to hate small dogs. I’ve entertained the thoughts of getting a small dog when I move but it would have to be a breed that doesn’t bark.
Small dogs, *shudder*.
Today is National Garlic Day.