Duvet Day

Oh no, today was definitely going to be a different day. Today there was gonna be no cat-blipping. Today the camera was going OUT! But its already 1pm and I've been dicking about, haven't thought about the painting or anything particularly useful.

However, the Bedcovers are off, in the machine, even though it's tipping down. Now, where's Archie gone? Ah there he is, catching up on some sleep after having come in through the window at 5am with muddy feet.

I've got two choices today - I can paint the hallway or I can go to my friend's house to catch up with a beautiful Polish friend Anna who's coming for an afternoon/evening of cocktails and witty badinage. Trouble is, Anna knows moderation and will bid us a fond farewell at a reasonable hour and then those who remain will get tore in to the wine ... and then it will end up with me coming in through the window at 5am with muddy feet.

I think Anna hangs out with us as a warning to herself as to what will happen if she falls over the Edge of Moderation into the Abyss of Schnifter.

So far, I've told my friend I can't come because I'm painting and I'm telling myself I can't do the painting because I'm going to Gill's. What will I do??