*Yawn*

Sometimes I have days when I drift from one thing to another, leaving a trail of half done, or undone chores.

Traction on my day seem to utterly abandon me.

At times like these, my Mom's brisk and practical voice echoes in my head, saying: "My dear child, do your chores first, then . . . "

She was right of course.

But sometimes, on days like these, just because I can, I fill a hot water bottle, and my mug of coffee; grab a book or the TV remote; sprawl full length on the couch - and laze away a couple of hours.

Before I've done my housework stuff.

Today I have a good excuse

Its raining and cold

And since no one has yet come up with a hotwater bottle that can be worn while in an upright postion

Its obvious, I have to lie down.

My only irritation is that I get involved in stories, so tend to fight the wonderful drowsiness that invites me to daytime snoozes.

That, and the knowledge that I will have to get myself into fast action very soon.

But yip, its been lovely while it lasted.

*yawn*