Very lazy woman

So it is half way through January, and I haven't managed to post even once in 2007 yet. The shame.

At this moment in time, I am sat on the floor of our little box room, using the laptop. Willow is sat nearby on her stuffed rottweiler looking every bit the little princess. Ellie is perched on top of the bookcase and is snoring. The others are skulking around because the Baron just brought the hoover upstairs.

What am I doing sat on the floor? Well, the chair is covered in paperwork that I should be filing. I bought a new bag for work today, since I had to throw my fantastic pink leather bag out. I left a satsuma in it the day that the Baron was rushed to hospital, and by the time he came home and I had more than twenty seconds to myself to go through the bag, it had rotted and completely ruined the interior. Anyway, the plan was to transfer all my stuff to the new bag and put the old bag away but I got sidetracked. Much like now, in fact.

So today has been fairly blah. The Baron and I had a very vocal disagreement this afternoon, which led to me storming out the house in a huff and setting off with all haste to the pub where I planned to enjoy a quiet pint.

Unfortunately I decided to walk. Not that walking is a bad thing, but when you live in the middle of nowhere it is fairly clear to the person you stomped out on that since you are on foot you aren't going far. So it was a matter of deciding which of the two pubs I had gone to, and meeting me there.

So much for a quiet pint.

Instead, we decided to not talk about our disagreement and have a spot of lunch. It was roast pork today, and very nice too. We came home and made a chocolate orange pavlova, which was lovely. What wasn't so lovely was leaving the cream out and finding a trail of greedy lactose intolerant cat vomit going up the stairs, which is ironically what I came upstairs to clean up before getting side tracked by the filing.

Right. I must go tackle the carpet. I can't think of anything else that I can get side tracked on...