The Spendthrift's Progress

Notes to self

When posting a long, self-pitying rant about something, re-read after publishing to see if Blogger has eaten paragraphs that make the thing make a little more sense.

Or, alternately, avoid writing long, self-pitying rants.

I'm trapped on the bed with a napping baby again. I don't really have any objection to this state, as it allows me to feel almost virtuous about being huddled under the covers after noon on a weekday.

One of the cats has decided she wants in on the action, and I keep brushing against her ear as I type. There's no way of training this particular cat to understand that my laptop isn't a pillow. At least she's just on the edge of it this time, instead of trying to flop her whole head on the keyboard.

Between the cat and the baby, they're making the whole nap thing look pretty appealing.

I think I should join them.

posted by mohmlet @ 12:13 PM