Well, I started out the weekend with An Agenda for getting things done. It seemed pretty reasonable, too. Then this happened:
Thursday evening, just when I was settling down with my laptop, my neighbors banged on my window to tell me that one of their dogs had just chased a tiny kitten into my parking area. It had climbed up under the hood of my car, and so I lay on the ground and coaxed it out with food. Its eyes were just about crusted shut, and it was filthy and terrified. I wrapped it in a blanket and carried it, squawking and wailing, up to our guest room.
Clearly that does not sound like the cat pictured above. One trip to the vet for flea/mite meds, antibiotics, and eye drops, about a pound of wet food, and many hours of sleep later, he's feeling pretty perky. He's very playful, and enjoys a good belly rub and snuggles. If our cat ever forgives us, we may just keep him.
What this all means is that those revisions I was planning to have done by today are still awaiting my attention. BIG SIGH. What can I say, sometimes life gets in the way. I'm heading up to the corporate mothership tomorrow for the week, so hopefully I'll have some downtime in the evenings. And maybe, just maybe, I'll finally get to some reading that I've had to put on hold. Here's hoping!