A woman's work is ... work!

Hmmm... From where I am sitting, listening to the soothing sound of water running as my son takes his 40-minute shower (no school today,) I can look around most of the main rooms in my house. I see two cats stretched out in patches of sunlight, one sleeping dog (he's resting after setting a world record for shedding) and at least four pair of shoes, two back-packs,and one baseball glove.

Add to that the fact that I am experiencing, um....processing delays in the assimilation of various interesting souvenirs ( my junk is piling up) and it looks like I have to do a little housework this weekend. Since I have at least a gazillion words to write before 5 p.m. Tuesday, instead of TGIF, I want to shout, WIFA? (What, it's Friday already?)