Friday, November 02, 2007
It must be time for a day spent sweeping and vacuuming and mopping because my shoes make that sticky noise as I walk through the kitchen. I really don't like housework. Or cooking. Sometimes I think, no, I know I do creative work just so I can avoid it. Or I run away on a bike.
Sibyl quit laying after just two eggs. She is still rather annoying, cackling and trying to stick her tail in my ear (in case you wondered what's so annoying about a hen in "heat"), but can be dissuaded. I take her to her cage and leave her there for awhile until she gets over it.
But I'm procrastinating.