I have three large projects looming in the future, a couple of smaller ones, and then the stupid ones that I’d really like to do instead. One of the large projects is that Lloyd and I are supposed to get a presentation ready for church about our master plan building project. I have been flustered and scatter-brained lately, and he has been playing a stupid game. Needless to say, the project is not done.
Or started.
I told him Friday morning that I was scheduling a meeting to work on this. Also, since I have the gavel (my fist – which pounds beautifully on a table), I am President, Chairman and Princess of Everything, the cats are vice-chairs, and Lloyd is In Charge Of Getting Me A Soda. Oh, and Doing Whatever I Say.
Our first meeting was fairly successful. We were interrupted by my scatterbrained random thoughts, but more so by the yeowling of a certain cat who is in heat. (We didn’t make that vet appointment soon enough.)
Tomorrow’s meeting is going to be noisy. Dang it – I have a lot to do!
Brad says
I like your titles. 🙂
Before I went to my first graduation ceremony here in Baltimore, I was asked if I needed any robes or hoods or whatnot for our fancy academic regalia we teachers wore. I requested a King Of The World hood, but Pam said they didn’t make those.
Deborah says
I sense a soul in search of answers.
Peggy says
Lock your doors & nail the windows shut until PB is thru with her current condition.
Btw: How many kittens do you have left? You plan to keep one or two right?
And wake up Lloyd!
Lauren says
We still have three, and for the most part they are delightful. Except when they’re awake.
They are used to having the run of the place when we’re gone, so today I’ve been trying to get things done and I don’t think I’ve ever yelled ‘No!’ so much in my life. Also, the words ‘get down’ when yelled quickly in succession turn into ‘giddowngiddowngiddowngiddowngiddown’ and become nonsensical.
Jane Sommerer says
Lloyd says you have to talk in cat language. They only understand meow.???