The Stars and the Cookie Jar

Clearly you should all work more on providing my wife with a social life. It's the only time I get any writing done around here. *


*I did everything possible BEFORE writing. I fed the cats, did a load of laundry, folded some, er -- back  issues of  Laundry magazine -- packed up nutritious** lunches, finished my book while waiting for my neck muscle to stop spasming in a wryed position,  made limeade, herded the dishes into the sink, and cleaned the whey off myself  from packing the lunches, which (whey) I had not noticed until I came back upstairs and was about to flop down on the bed.

** Where my lunch equals a bagel, two parts plain yoghurt and one part apricot jam, risotto, and a chocolate pudding cup because that's what the fridge yielded, that's why