It is so totally frustrating when there is not enough time or when the words come just as we must follow through on a promise to friends or go to work even. Especially after a run-around and round Saturday and a do everything for everyone else full of stress Sunday piled high with nuts. So tonight, we feel cheated by time, and the TV, the TV that arrived today with the two cats, that evil box was no help. We did engage in some monologuous commentary in comments for a while and enjoyed a phone call in between the madness, but all in all, there should have been more time for us (and the words, dagnabit, what about the words?). I must move my toys into my room now so the cats do not accidently break them. This is a slice of life, mostly disjointed, however it is the fact of the matters at hand.*



* the physical world is sometimes so very monotonous, thank goodness funda has a home elsewhere.