It’s a drizzly, gray day. Yesterday was packed with “have tos,” and I still have a few more to go.

Fun.

I’m trying to get my head in the game and by the game I mean this blog. Today my attention is fleeting, zipping here and there, distracted by notifications and by random noises.

I’m basically a high-strung Pomeranian. Probably just as snappy too.

But I’m going to give myself permission to be flighty. A flighty Pomeranian, which honestly I think I’m on to something. Talk about a cross, I’m sure you could make a dog/bird hybrid. This is what you call groundbreaking. And hopefully housebroken.

See what I mean?

But also let’s not do that, because the end results would be terrifying. Little furry flying dive-bombing yappers.

Hello science, I officially retract that idea.

Anyway, we went somewhere weird today because I let my mind do what it wanted. It didn’t work out that well (let’s be glad this didn’t happen under Aunty Ida’s purview because she could make it so) but you never know when it will.

We don’t have to keep our minds on a tight leash. Eventually they’ll rebel.

With angry flying dogs.

That’s it for me today. Have a great Wednesday.

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