Today has been a comedy of errors - I went to work to meet someone who didn't show up, drove to my favourite second hand shop to find it closed, came home and found the cat with a grass seed wedged in her eye, and had to take her to the vet taped inside a cardboard box because we don't have one of those cat box thingys.

By the time we made it to the vet, she'd somehow gotten it out, and we paid the vet $60 to look in her eye in a perfunctory manner and pronounce her cured.

Sheesh.

I have a dye pot on the stove which I can just tell is going to turn out crap.

Thank god for knitting and the Tivo. I shall retire to the couch now, and spend the rest of my ridiculous day off with the winking cat and the rest of my jumper, perhaps accompanied by some Monarch of The Glen, or NCIS, or Medium, or something equally as unchallenging, and ponder whether I feel brave enough to attempt to cook some dinner.



I may burn the house down yet - stay tuned.

xxxx