I had determined last night before going to bed that I was going to spend today and most of tomorrow cleaning up this house. My two weeks of cat sitting are over and my time is all my own again. So I got up this morning and started to collect stuff to throw in the garbage. The only thing is, every move I make is shadowed by three dogs, who seem to be convinced I am up to no good and need watching.... closely.

I would put them out in the yard, but Snoopy is such a barker that his following me around is less annoying than the bark bark bark, so here he is underfoot.

In all my straightening up, I came upon my work table next to my chair in the living room. I didn't know where to begin. So of course took the easy way out and decided to blog about it instead of actually DOING something with it.

There are times that I just don't know HOW I get so many things going at once. I used to be a single minded person. But somehow in my recent years that quality has gone by the wayside and I'm turning into a bit of a dabbler in this and that person instead.

Here's the latest pile o'projects.

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(Don't give me any crap about 'creative genius' there Cupcake, that's a mess right there...)

I admit it.

I own it.

I can even say I'm beginning to LIKE it.