Duty has gone on a business trip to South Carolina for several weeks and it’s just me and the cats and Max here. Â (throws confetti) Â I don’t mind living with Duty, of course, but I do loves me some alone time. Â He and I have, shall we say, different ways of doing things. Â He prefers doing them “right now before (I) forget it” whereas I am more of a “I’ll get to it when I finish reading whatever website I happen to be surfing around on … or, like, later”. Â That seems to frustrate him and his 20 years of military training. Â I’m sure if I had that, perhaps I’d be
dead or insane dutiful also.
So, this is a nice break for him because everything is Â done on his timetable with the added bonus of no pets. Â And a nice break for me because I’m not feeling guilty about all the stuff I ain’t doing. Surprisingly enough, things do get done. Â In Lisa time. Â Max and the cats don’t overly mind Lisa time. Â At least Max and Lucie are well used to it having been with me for many, many years. We’re all good here. Â And enjoying the quietude.