Now I am currently enjoying the greatest birthday gift possible. Travis kept asking me what I wanted for my birthday, and since the only things on my Must-Have list currently are a new MacBook and one of those Canon digital SLRs, and we're not actually independently wealthy, I came up with something else. (Well, something besides the skein of All Things Heather he ordered from The Loopy Ewe for me because I just couldn't resist any longer.)
So I am downstairs on the couch in front of an all-day Monk marathon (I love all-day marathons of shows that I never watch unless they're on all-day marathons - I love Monk but it's strictly a semi-annual indulgence) and working on the border of the second stocking (I know!!!! Who guessed today?) And while I'm doing that, the intoxicating scents of Pledge, Tilex, and Clorox - or rather, earth-friendly versions of those products - drift down the stairs.....because while I spend the day guilt-free on the couch, Travis is cleaning the house. All of it. I LOVE him. He's not particularly enjoying it ("You SURE I can't just buy you something?") but it's getting done, and I'm down here not feeling (too) bad about being lazy!
I'm not the only one.
Rooster has decided he's a WIP. I looked down and there he was, tucked neatly into my bag. I wondered why the thing is always completely covered in cat hair, even though I use a lint roller on it constantly. Aha!
The house is a WIP, the cat is a WIP, the stocking is a WIP - let's see who finishes first!!!
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