I don't want to shock anyone [Mom] but I just did a grocery shop on the way home, came back to the intoxicating scent of a blooming flower plant I bought/watered/am now enjoying, fixed some hooks that weren't getting the gist of my plaster wall, laid out my veggies for dinner and am formulating a cookie-baking plan of attack. I do, however, draw the line at washing my festering, long overdue pile of laundry. It's heavy. The laundromat is kinda far.
There's only so much one woman can do in a night. Plus, I've got all of this to watch.