I’m off to run some errands and will be back momentarily.  I still have a few more things to post today, I believe.

After that, it’ll be time for lunch.

After that, it’ll be time to continue my job search.

After that, it’ll be time to work on Dreamdarkers.

Mixed in with all of that will be chores… laundry, dishes, vacuuming, cat boxes, paying bills, dusting, and such.

Somewhere in the midst of this and that and the other, or more accurately, throughout these activities, I’ll be spending time with the ferocious felines, giving them treats, putting in some serious play, bestowing upon them all sorts of excessive affection, and otherwise ensuring their happiness.

I accomplished little this weekend.  That was not by design.  It just worked out that way.  I had grandiose plans and aspirations, yet none of that came to fruition.  That means today is the catch-up period for weekend duties previously ignored.

I’m afraid dark times have beset the xenogere home.  Desperation breeds anxiety, worry bears stress, unnoticed anniversaries sprout forlorn roots, unexplained viciousness from familiars gives rise to unmitigated contempt and confusion, financial woes spray fuel on fires of apprehension, and on and on it goes.  Storm clouds billow and roil above the near horizon and threaten doom and gloom.

But we continue.  There’s only one other option, and it’s no option at all.